Beyond the Secret Realm of Origin.

At this moment, in this region, the major holy lands and other forces have retreated to a distance.

As they watched the roars of the monstrous beasts still echoing in the sky, a sense of oppression weighed on everyone's hearts.

Many elders from the holy lands had come to Wuxing Palace earlier, and the others hadn't reacted yet.

However, with the arrival of many Immortal Venerables from the Golden Cloud Palace and the Moon Cloud Holy Land, they finally realized that something was amiss.

"What's going on? Why are so many people from the three holy lands arriving all at once?"

"I heard that an accident occurred in the secret realm. Many disciples from the three holy lands who entered the secret realm died, and several chief disciples all perished here. I also heard that almost all the disciples of Wuxing Palace were wiped out. You can imagine how tragic it was!"

"My God? Could something this terrifying really happen? Wasn't it said that Wuxing Palace would be the dark horse in this Origin Secret Realm? They had the Supreme Bone and the inheritance of the Double Pupils, and they were just killed in there?"

"The inheritance within this secret realm shouldn't be that difficult, right?"

"......"

If the incident only occurred in one of the holy sites, it could be due to the inheritance within the secret realm, since they are all disciples of the same sect who entered a certain inheritance site at the same time.

Those are all perfectly normal things, but if something like this happens, and it involves three disciples from holy lands, then something is clearly not right.

If it weren't for being targeted, this would never have happened.

At this moment, the elders leading the three holy lands have gathered together. For them, the consequences of what happened in the Origin Secret Realm are simply unbearable.

Within the Holy Land, the strongest batch of fresh blood fell at their hands.

If there's no resolution, even if they don't die, they'll at least lose half their lives.

"Could it be that the Tianqi Dynasty and the Lingxiao Holy Land have joined forces to secretly attack our people?"

Elder Lin Ming, the leader of the Golden Jade Hall, looked towards the two major areas behind him.

Under the influence of emotions, he was clearly a bit carried away.

After all, there had been considerable grudges between the Golden Jade Palace and the Tianqi Dynasty from the very beginning.

In this Origin Secret Realm, the secret alliance with the Moon Cloud Holy Land was, to put it bluntly, not just for personal grudges, but more for mutual benefit.

Although the overall strength of the five holy lands is about the same, Lin Ming has become aware over the years that the Grand Preceptor of the Tianqi Dynasty has some tricks up his sleeve.

In each battle for the secret realm, the Apocalypse Dynasty always manages to discover more legacies.

He never expected that he would end up like this.

These words were spoken.

The elder leading the Wuxing Palace quickly shook his head. He knew Chen Tong's strength very well, even if the Tianqi Dynasty and Lingxiao Holy Land really joined forces.

They wouldn't be a match for Chen Tong, let alone with Lin Zhen, the chief disciple, present.

Therefore, he already had a guess in his mind that perhaps other forces had appeared in this Origin Secret Realm, and they were here for these holy lands.

But why the Tianqi Dynasty and the Lingxiao Holy Land were unharmed, they didn't know.

He briefly shared his thoughts with the two people beside him, and the atmosphere fell silent once again.

"Let's wait and see..."

"The secret realm will be reopened soon..."

"Where do you think they can run to...?"

A cold voice rang out, filled with extreme killing intent.

No matter who it is, if they don't have an easy time, then everyone should quit.

The words had barely left his mouth.

Not far away in the sky, the void power that had disappeared earlier began to spread out again, shimmering with dark spiritual energy.

In less than a moment, a massive void gate appeared.

Soon, disciples began to leave the secret realm one after another.

"Elder..."

"Elder..."

"Our people are out..."

Upon hearing the voices of the holy land disciples, the elders leading the three holy lands walked directly toward them without the slightest hesitation.

Looking at the disciple in front of him, whose clothes were already torn, his expression was filled with fear, and his body trembled slightly.

Lin Ming couldn't help but speak up:

"What exactly happened in this secret realm? Why did your senior brother die inside?"

"They're all...they're all dead..."

"They're all dead..."

Not only him, but the disciples of the Moon Cloud Holy Land beside him were almost all in the same state at this moment.

It was obvious that they had received some terrible fright in the secret realm.

Seeing this, Lin Ming did not hesitate at all. He gathered spiritual power in his right hand and simply placed his hand on one of the disciples.

A terrifying spiritual power instantly enveloped his body, followed by a series of agonizing screams.

The disciple's eyes were noticeably clearer; although still filled with panic, he was beginning to recognize people.

A voice, trembling with sobs, rang out.

"Elder, we don't know why our senior brother and the others died. We only heard that they discovered a Celestial Emperor's tomb."

"By the time we arrived, all the senior brothers who had gone there before, including Senior Brother Gong, had perished here."

At this point, the disciple seemed to have thought of something and changed the subject.

"Oh, right."

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