"We have arrived at Kunlun Mountain," Zhang Tianshi's voice rang out, breaking the silence.

Zhang Tianshi and Zhang Yuechen led Qin Ze and the other two through the winding paths of Kunlun Mountain. The scenery along the way was picturesque, with ancient trees reaching the sky and babbling streams, as if they were in a fairyland.

Qin Ze couldn't help but feel awe; the natural scenery was truly breathtaking.

As they moved forward, the three arrived at a magnificent temple. The steps in front of the temple were wide, and the walls were carved with ancient patterns, exuding an air of solemnity and reverence.

At this time, a number of people had already gathered inside the temple, and the leaders of various sects were waiting here.

Master Changmei, Xuemo, Tianjizi, Master Tiansong, Master Zhihui, and others represented the Emei Sect, Xuechi Sect, Quanzhen Sect, Wudang Sect, and Shaolin Temple, respectively. They were all dressed in Taoist robes, with solemn demeanor. They greeted each other, creating a dignified yet warm atmosphere.

No matter how much they hate or have grudges elsewhere, here, everyone is fighting for the future of humanity.

As Qin Ze and the others entered the temple, everyone turned to look at them, their eyes filled with curiosity and attention.

Qin Ze felt some pressure, after all, they were all top experts in the cultivation world, while he was a younger generation.

Master Zhang smiled and introduced, "This is Qin Ze. He came with me to quell the anomalies in the secret realm."

Everyone nodded in greeting, and Qin Ze responded politely.

The long-browed Taoist priest smiled and said to Qin Ze, "Young man, to reach the Grandmaster realm at such a young age is truly a rare talent."

The Blood Demon's eyes held a strange glint: "Not bad, your cultivation and combat power are quite remarkable."

"No wonder they were able to kill those two guys, Hongwei and Mozhantian!"

Although the Blood Demon Sect is a demonic sect, it is more of an evil force.

Just for freedom, just for a clear conscience.

Tianjizi chuckled and said, "It would be a good thing if a young genius like you joined the cultivation world in the future."

Master Tiansong and Master Zhihui also expressed their praise, clearly recognizing Qin Ze's strength.

Qin Ze felt a little more relaxed. He understood that these sect leaders had keen insight and were able to see his strength and potential in a short period of contact.

After exchanging pleasantries with the group, the atmosphere gradually relaxed. These elites from the cultivation world didn't put too much pressure on him; on the contrary, they seemed to appreciate his joining them.

As the conversation gradually came to an end, Zhang Tianshi, seeing that everyone had arrived, took out an ancient seal from his robes. The seal exuded an ancient aura, as if it carried the weight of countless years of history.

He raised his hand and placed the seal in the very center of the temple.

The seal emitted a faint light and gradually blended into the temple floor.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, ripples began to spread across the ground, spreading out like water.

The moment the ripples spread, the scenery around the temple began to change strangely.

A strong suction force emerged, drawing everyone towards the center of the ripples.

Zhang Tianshi was the first to leap into the ripples.

The others followed suit. Whether it was Daoist Changmei, Blood Demon, Tianjizi, Daoist Tiansong, or Master Zhihui, Zhang Yuechen jumped into the ripples without hesitation.

Seeing this, Qin Ze felt a little nervous, but he stepped into the ripples without hesitation.

In an instant, he felt his body enveloped by an invisible force, as if he had been drawn into a huge vortex.

A blurry scene flashed by, and Qin Ze seemed to feel as if he had traveled through time.

As the scene before him changed, he gradually became clear about his surroundings.

The scenery of this hidden realm is like a mysterious painting, displaying extraordinary beauty and magnificence.

Beneath Qin Ze and the others lay a vast and boundless mountain range, with undulating peaks and swirling clouds and mist, resembling a fairyland.

Several white clouds floated in the sky, like cranes in flight.

The sun cast a soft glow, illuminating the mountains and rivers, making everything appear dreamlike and enchanting.

Among the mountains, all sorts of strange plants grow. Some plants tower into the clouds like a giant's baton, while others droop down, resembling a lush waterfall.

In the secluded environment, these plants seemed to become exceptionally mysterious, emitting a faint glow.

Not far away, there is a lake with clear, transparent water that shimmers like jade.

Wildflowers and grasses grow profusely along the lake's edge, with all sorts of exotic flowers and plants blooming in competition, releasing an alluring fragrance.

The world here seems different from the outside world, filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

Qin Ze looked around and realized that he was not alone. Zhang Tianshi, Zhang Yuechen, and the other sect leaders were already standing on this mysterious land.

Zhang Tianshi looked at Qin Ze and smiled, "The journey to the secret realm has only just begun. This place is full of opportunities and dangers, so we must be careful."

Qin Ze nodded. He could sense that this place was indeed different from the ordinary world, full of unknown possibilities.

Not long after arriving at the secret realm, a low wolf howl came from afar, and then a pack of demonic wolves, shrouded in black aura, quickly appeared in their sight.

These demonic wolves were enormous, with jet-black fur and ferocious, bloodthirsty eyes.

Everyone immediately looked around alertly, their expressions tense.

They could sense the aura emanating from these demonic wolves, a power no less than that of a Grandmaster.

The appearance of the dire wolves immediately put them into a state of combat readiness.

Before the demonic wolves could get close, everyone attacked the pack of wolves.

The wolves, however, were not afraid and pounced on the group, instantly intensifying the battle.

Zhang Yuechen made the first move, weaving through the pack of demonic wolves like a fairy descending to earth.

Her figure was light and graceful, as if she had become one with this mysterious land.

Each step seemed to contain an invisible force, making her movements effortless.

The howls and ferocious aura of the wolves gradually subsided around her, as if they were affected by her ethereal temperament.

With a gentle wave of her hand, the demon wolves beside her were instantly bound by a powerful force. They tried to struggle, but seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, unable to move.