Zhao Zhao and Si Yi waited in the endless yellow sand for more than a day before they saw a red light appearing in the sky not far away, and a huge stone gate formation with an ancient monster printed on it appeared before them.

The noise around them was getting louder and louder. Si Yi shrugged and shook Zhao Zhao, who was sleeping on his shoulder, off his shoulders. Seeing that Zhao Zhao had not woken up yet, Yu Guangzhong raised his hand helplessly and hooked him into his arms.

"Zhao Zhao, wake up." He gently patted Zhao Zhao's cheek, which was slightly stained with mud, and said again: "The Fantasy Secret Realm has been opened. We are going in."

Zhao Zhao frowned in annoyance and raised her hand to knock Si Yi's hand away. "I haven't slept enough. I'm so tired."

Si Yi: "I told you to come back earlier..."

Zhao Zhao quickly covered his ears: "Okay, okay, I get it, don't say anything more!"

During this day and more, Zhao Zhao tried every possible way to find excuses to prevent Si Yi from entering the Huanyou Secret Realm. Similarly, Si Yi was also trying every possible way to persuade Zhao Zhao to return to Fengling Sword Sect.

However, it was clear that neither of them succeeded.

"Sword Lord, are you willing to accompany us?"

A team of more than ten people came forward, both men and women, almost all of whom were at the Jindan and Yuanying stages. The leader was a young and handsome man who was enthusiastically extending an olive branch to Si Yi.

Si Yi put on a fake business smile and politely declined: "Sorry, I'm used to traveling alone."

"Then I won't bother you any more."

After their group left, several more teams came to invite Si Yi to join, but he refused them all. Zhao Zhao didn't understand why he was so decisive and asked, "Didn't you always tell me that the Phantom Secret Realm was dangerous? Then why did you go in alone?"

Si Yi just glanced at him: "It's dangerous for you." He said confidently: "Of course I can handle it alone."

With his current level of cultivation, he is capable of conquering all the secret realms in the world. Bringing others along would only make things difficult for him.

It’s fine that Zhao Zhao is in the way, but he doesn’t want to protect more people.

Then with a loud bang, the heavy and ancient stone door of the Fantasy Secret Realm slowly opened. Zhao Zhao hurried to Si Yi and held Si Yi's hand tightly, fearing that he would get lost.

After all, Zhao Zhao's cultivation level might not be enough for the monster to swallow him in one bite.

Si Yi's face looked unnatural for a moment, and he shook it off twice, but when it didn't work, he let it go. Then a white light flashed, and a large group of people in the desolate desert were teleported to the mysterious realm of fantasy.

In just half an hour, the gate closed again, and it would not open again until half a year later.

"Damn, it's so beautiful here, brother!"

Zhao Zhao and the others were teleported by the secret realm to a sea of ​​flowers. The colorful flowers danced in the wind, and the vibrant scene was incompatible with the desert outside the secret realm.

He looked at the flowers, then looked around, and found that there were only the two of them. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother, where are the others?" Before entering the secret realm, there was clearly a large group of people around.

"Don't worry, they were just teleported to other places by the secret realm."

At this moment, Si Yi took the initiative to hold Zhao Zhao's hand tightly. He said seriously, "Stay with me and don't touch things you shouldn't touch."

Zhao Zhao nodded honestly and promised not to cause any trouble, so he would just take a look.

So, Si Yi looked at the road, Zhao Zhao looked at the flowers, Si Yi investigated the situation, and Zhao Zhao chattered.

"I have never seen such a large sea of ​​flowers. It is simply shocking."

"What kind of flowers are these? Are the flowers from the secret realm poisonous?"

"A non-toxic flower, could it be a strange herb?"

Zhao Zhao was really curious. Due to his low level of cultivation, he was never allowed to move around in this dangerous land of cultivation. Even in the relatively safe jungle of Fengling Sword Sect, he only laid bird eggs on the periphery. After he lost his storage bag, he was often bullied by big birds. It was really frustrating.

The young man, dressed in black, moved in the wind. His eyes, which had never seen the dangers in the world, were clear and excited as he stared at the sea of ​​flowers not far away and kept talking.

Si Yi, who had been enduring Zhao Zhao's noise for a long time, turned around and saw this situation. For once, he didn't spoil the fun and asked him to shut up.

Unconsciously, Si Yi had become more tolerant of Zhao Zhao, which was hardly noticeable.