Seeing that no one would continue to challenge him, Li Ming shook his head helplessly and slowly walked off the martial arts arena.

What happened to this martial artist's supposed competitive spirit?

He really hopes there will be more "madmen" like Wei Wudao, and that the demonic path will develop well and cultivate more good people like him!

Seeing this, many Yunzhou warriors did not glare at Li Ming.

On the contrary, I am even more convinced...

Sometimes, when people are a bit arrogant, they're just acknowledging your abilities.

"Brother Li, you're amazing!"

Seeing Li Ming's relaxed expression, Guan Xin gave him a thumbs-up and praised him highly.

He had thought that Li Ming would win.

However, winning in such a domineering way, forcing the opponent to admit defeat and leaving everyone speechless and unable to find fault, was still beyond his expectations.

As time went on.

One after another, people went up to the arena, and the final battle of the Lingxuan Tournament came to an end.

This conference undoubtedly produced many geniuses, and Li Ming also witnessed different kinds of supernatural abilities.

Some supernatural abilities are defensive, allowing one to dodge or redirect attacks. Others are special abilities that allow the attacker to reflect damage back onto the attacker...

But without a doubt, Li Ming was the most outstanding performer.

After all, even the most outstanding talents are no match for him.

The fact that a martial artist at the Refining Spirit Realm could suppress a group of geniuses at the Divine Ability Realm and prevent them from challenging him on stage may sound like a fantasy, but it is indeed true.

...

As night falls, starlight illuminates the mountains.

In a meditation room, an oil lamp was lit.

"What brings you here, Master?"

Li Ming looked at Qingxin, the abbot of Lingxuan Temple, in front of him, and asked calmly.

After the conference concluded.

As the winner, he was naturally left in the temple to rest and await the opening of the secret realm.

However, upon seeing Qingxin arrive, he couldn't help but feel somewhat puzzled.

The other party's arrival seemed to have a specific purpose.

"Young friend Li, the reason I have come here today is precisely for the matter of the secret realm."

Qingxin said softly.

"Oh? Please speak, Master. I am all ears."

Li Ming smiled.

Abbot Qingxin is no ordinary person.

The more I learned about Lingxuan Temple, the more I realized that this place truly was a hidden gem.

The abbot before us is a martial arts master of great skill.

In Buddhism, they are also called "Arhats".

The other party is said to be a second-grade cultivator, also known as a second-grade Arhat.

If one can break through to the level of Martial Saint, one will attain the status of Bodhisattva!

As for what exactly constitutes Buddhahood, that's beyond Li Ming's knowledge.

Perhaps only a great figure of Arhat caliber like the one before us would know this clearly.

"Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush..."

Qingxin looked worried and said in a deep voice:

"The opening of this secret realm is different from the past; it contains both great terror and great opportunity."

"A great terror?"

Li Ming frowned and said:

"As far as I know, isn't this the place where your temple has been passed down? It is a blessed land nurtured by the Taihang Mountains, which was taken over by your temple's patriarch with great supernatural powers and became a secret place for inheritance."

"Why is there talk of great terror? Why would Buddhist patriarchs deliberately make things difficult for their descendants?"

Qingxin nodded first, indicating her agreement with Li Ming's statement, and then explained:

"It's not that Ancestor Wuxuan is making things difficult for his descendants, but this secret realm is not only a place of inheritance, but also a place to imprison demons."

Then Qingxin did not hide the secret about the Spirit Profound Realm, and said in a deep voice:

"Five hundred years ago, a great demon occupied a large city and wreaked havoc on the region, mercilessly slaughtering millions of humans. Although Lingxuan Temple had only just been established, Master Wuxuan's cultivation was so profound that he had already stepped into the realm of Bodhisattva. Upon seeing this situation, he led many monks from the temple down the mountain and, together with many fellow Daoists, captured this demon."

Then Qingxin's expression changed slightly. She paused, then sighed:

"However, such a powerful demon, which is close to the level of a Martial Saint, has too terrifying vitality to be completely eradicated. If left unattended, it will soon rise from the ashes... Ancestor Wuxuan sealed this demon in the Lingxuan Secret Realm."

Li Ming's heart stirred.

"Does the master mean... that this demon hasn't come back to life?"

This kind of powerful demon is no joke.

Li Ming was startled. He naturally knew the demon he had killed earlier.

That's nothing at all. Among demons, he's probably just a lowly soldier!

The strongest of all the great demons was the demon king in his bloodline memories.

However, a demon of that strength could probably easily annihilate the entire Great Xuan... But it is something that can give Lingxuan Temple such a headache, and that even a powerful expert who is one or two steps into Martial God cannot completely eliminate.

These kinds of demons are extremely terrifying beings.

"Exactly."

Qingxin frowned and said:

"This demon has begun to revive. If we send people in now to nip it in the bud, we might be able to end this crisis."

"However, this trip to the secret realm is extremely dangerous... I wonder what your plans are, young friend Li. If you do not wish to go, our Lingxuan Temple will naturally not stop you."