Zhenru wasn't very lucky and didn't get the chance to reap the benefits, but she wasn't unlucky either. She randomly picked a direction to chase after it and actually caught up with it.

It was as if they had folded their wings and silently disappeared into the clouds, watching the ground churning up in chaos.

When that person framed you before, you were sure there was only one person, but now there are two people in the battle circle below.

And after observing from the shadows for a while, Zhenru discovered that although the two fighting were not immortal bodies, they had clearly formed immortal bones.

When that person faced the ball of light, although he fled in a sorry state, he still had quite a bit of energy left to escape.

Now that another equally powerful opponent has joined the fray, Zhenru feels that the situation on the side of the five-colored light cluster might not be so optimistic.

Since Zhenru was unaware of the strength of the cultivators outside, he dared not rashly confront the two of them and couldn't help but wonder whether he should help the ball of light.

However, before she could make a decision, her heart began to pound rapidly without warning, and her throat felt like it was blocked by something, making it difficult to breathe.

Without her brain needing to react, her body automatically floated further away, hiding deeper in the clouds.

Even so, Zhenru didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that for a moment, a gaze had already seen through her disguise.

But that feeling was fleeting. As he considered whether to flee, the feeling of being watched vanished without a trace, and he was instead drawn to the sudden and intense fighting on the ground.

To be precise, it was a one-sided and brutal crushing defeat.

The two outside cultivators who had been gradually gaining the upper hand suddenly began to scream in increasingly terrible ways within just a few breaths.

Zhenru was horrified. She carefully controlled a wisp of her divine sense, attaching it to the grass and trees in the mountains, and secretly spying with the wind.

The creature that unilaterally and brutally murdered two outside cultivators was a beautiful and majestic five-colored bird.

The five-colored light cluster that had been fighting the two cultivators earlier now seemed to have found a support, nestled affectionately under the wings of the five-colored bird.

Faced with the two human cultivators' all-out resistance, the multicolored bird seemed extremely nonchalant, simply stepping over them one by one.

One foot crushes a person's leg bone, one claw breaks a person's arm.

The path beneath the giant claws was stained with blood, yet the bird's head, held high, remained proud and elegant. Its narrow, flowing eyes, slightly drooping, held only deep indifference and contempt.

The two people under its feet seemed like the most despicable trash, and it would be an insult to even touch them.

But despite this "insult," the big bird didn't give the two a good time; its gesture seemed more like a show for others.

Who is it for?

"It can't be for me to see, can it?"

Just as Zhenru's mind took a strange turn, the thought had barely crossed her mind when she saw the giant bird finally satisfied and crush the two of them into a bloody pulp with one talon.

Instead of looking at the carnage at its feet, the large bird suddenly turned its head and looked straight at Zhenru through the distant clouds.

Zhenru's breath caught in her throat, her whole body tensed up, and she felt a soft, cool, yet irresistible breeze travel from the top of her head straight to the soles of her feet.

She dared not move an inch, yet the immortal power within her surged forth like a torrent in a high mountain.

Fortunately, the wind only blew briefly, and just as the immortal power was about to tear Zhenru's flesh and blood apart, it quickly returned to the deep, still water.

"For the sake of your bloodline, I'll give you a word of advice: don't do anything foolish in the secret realm."

A voice identical to that of the cool breeze entered her mind the instant the True Immortal Power calmed down.

As Zhenru followed with her divine sense, she saw that the large bird was no longer looking at her. With a gentle flap of its wings, it carried away several orbs of light and disappeared into the distance.

Bloodline? Golden Crow bloodline?

Even a bird in this ancient secret realm knows about the Golden Crow bloodline?

So, the reason why those orbs of light didn't actually fight me even though they misunderstood me as stealing is probably due to the aura of the five-colored orbs and the Golden Crow bloodline, right?

Only when the bird's presence could no longer be felt did Zhenru spread its wings and silently land at the spot where the two outside cultivators had perished.

With a flick of his wrist, several storage items fell into his palm.

Since the two were completely dead, the restrictions on the storage items were naturally no longer in effect.

Filled with curiosity about the outside world, Zhenru couldn't wait to open the pile of storage items. A feeling of unexpected windfall instantly enveloped Zhenru.

Those who can enter the ancient secret realm, whether they are cultivators from the Sun Realm or cultivators from the outside world, are undoubtedly the best in their respective realms.

She could imagine that the other party had abundant resources, but this was perhaps too abundant.

Needless to say, there are almost no low-grade spirit stones; the starting point is mid-grade spirit stones. There are so many that Zhenru is too lazy to even count them.

The most abundant treasures are many spiritual herbs, plants, and rare materials that have long since disappeared from the Sun Realm.

Having reaped the benefits of others' labor, this trip was worthwhile, but Zhenru was somewhat disappointed.

Although the things we harvested were good, they were not much different from the spiritual items of the Sun Realm, with only minor differences in quality.

What Zhenru truly desires are cultivation techniques and jade slips from outside cultivators, or related scriptures.

Unfortunately, neither of them possessed any of these things, thwarting Zhenru's plan to glean some truths through external texts.

Zhenru sighed, fearing that the previous fight would attract attention, and quickly packed up her belongings and left the place.

Following the direction forward, it truly felt like a frantic chase that took the time it takes to drink two or three cups of tea before we finally emerged from that grove of trees.

As Zhenru looked out into the woods, she couldn't help but sigh, "This is what an ancient secret realm looks like."

Don't get me wrong, it's not that the area outside the woods is particularly beautiful, but rather that it's ancient enough.

It was truly a desolate wasteland.

On the dark gray ground, there are endless broken walls and ruins, as well as trees that look as if they have been withered for thousands of years.

There was no wind, no sound, no light, and no life.

Zhenru stepped in hesitantly, but even the sound of his footsteps was swallowed up by the overwhelming black and gray.

There was no chilling sense of crisis, yet the speed at which Zhenru landed seemed to be in slow motion.

After walking two or three steps out of the woods, Zhenru couldn't help but stop and turn back to look at the woods.

However, the boundary line of the woods, which was only a few steps away, seemed so far away that it was as if it separated a whole realm.

If you try to quickly take a few steps back, you'll find that it's still in a wasteland.

There is no way to go back, so we can only move forward.

I wonder if what she's doing now counts as the stupid thing that the big bird warned her about.

Zhenru appears relaxed, but his mind and body are fully armed and ready to fight at any time.

However, despite walking around on edge for most of the day, nothing happened.

If you close your eyes and try to perceive, you'll find that you don't feel the tension you felt when the big bird was staring at you before.

Is there no danger here?

Yeah, right!

Just as the impossible thought crossed my mind, a loud bang came from behind, and even the ground trembled.

"who?!"

Zhenru quickly turned her head, and the spell in her hand, the moment she asked "who," went straight for the most oppressive place behind her.

"War! War! War!"

"BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!"

The attack, delivered with a unified and enthusiastic shout, produced a tremendous roar.