Dominating Martial King
Chapter 677: 363: The Real Culprit (Please Subscribe)_3

Chapter 677: Chapter 363: The Real Culprit (Please Subscribe)_3

Zhoou Liangchen, Bai Xiaozhao, the “Wind and Thunder Poles” Ancient Sword, “Fierce Sword” Guo Nu, “Instant Sword” Leng Chanra, and Fang Bu Yuan lying inside the ice coffin.

There was also Chu Ming with her two Daoist followers Chu Shan and Chu Shi.

Only the couple Wang Xizhu and Xuee Tingyou from “Solitary Cloud and Twin Cranes” had appeared, along with a little Xuanwu as big as a millstone.

Chu Xisheng instinctively grew cautious, wondering if something was about to happen again.

He furrowed his brow and looked at Chu Ming. “What are you doing standing around here? If you’ve got the Blood Stone, why don’t you go in?”

Chu Ming thought to herself that she was not foolish, of course, she couldn’t just walk in.

Chu Xisheng was now unquestionably the most formidable person in the Secret Realm, the ceiling of combat power.

Staying by Chu Xisheng’s side was the safest option for her.

As fellow sect disciples, Chu Xisheng, no matter how much he disliked her, would not just stand by if she were in danger.

But those were words she could never utter.

Chu Ming calmly stated, “As an Inner Sect Disciple and a Blood Vengeance Candidate, I should naturally strive to be the first in everything and advance or retreat together with you all.”

Hearing this, Chu Xisheng could only feel annoyed. Too lazy to talk further to Chu Ming, he pressed his hand against his saber and walked rapidly toward the Heavenly Ladder Entrance, trying to leave her behind by quickening his pace.

Zhoou Liangchen caught the look from him and also braced himself.

The traitor who killed Fang Bu Yuan had yet to be found—

Zhoou Liangchen adjusted his sword to the optimal position for drawing, then took hold of the hilt, following closely beside Chu Xisheng.

And just as Chu Xisheng’s figure disappeared at the entrance of the White Bone Heavenly Ladder,

An instant rush from the dense forest about 15 minutes away roiled with thousands of people surging toward the direction of the White Bone Heavenly Ladder, each displaying their Divine Skills and exerting their full strength.

However, the entrance to the White Bone Heavenly Ladder was narrow, allowing only four people to pass abreast.

Seeing they were too late, all did not hesitate to swing their swords at those around them, trying to carve out a chance for themselves.

As a result, the speed of the majority dropped. They fought each other, pulling each other back.

In the end, only a handful of around a dozen people made it into the entrance of the ladder.

At that instant, the White Bone Heavenly Ladder began to rise from the ground, slowly lifting toward the clouds.

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As Chu Xisheng stepped into the cave of the White Bone Heavenly Ladder, he felt a sense of weightlessness, just like when he first entered the first layer of the Secret Realm and the Divine Grace arena.

This “Heavenly Ladder” named as such was actually a time-space channel into the second layer of the Secret Realm.

And just within a breath later, Chu Xisheng felt a powerful magnetic pull.

This was again the “Heavenly Magnetic Core”!

The location was near Chu Ming—

Chu Xisheng’s heart sank, thinking that it really was a case of whatever one fears, one will encounter.

Chu Ming, this harbinger of disaster, has caused no small amount of trouble.

This time, the suction force of the Heavenly Magnetic Core was much stronger than before, covering a wider range.

Despite Chu Xisheng’s efforts to widen the distance between himself and Chu Ming, he was still swept by the capturing force of the Primordial Magnetism.

However, Chu Xisheng’s strength had grown far beyond what it was three months ago.

He not only possessed the ability to control the void, but the power of the White Tiger Wings was also much stronger.

Zhoou Liangchen’s cultivation had similarly made significant progress, having reached the lower Sixth Grade.

Both originally had the power to escape, but they ended up abandoning resistance together and were pulled in.

Zhoou Liangchen did it for his spirit pet, Little Xuanwu.

This creature with a snake tail, a turtle born with the cultivation of the lower Sixth Grade, had yet to master its own strength and was completely powerless against the capturing force.

Chu Xisheng was considering the Baggage Mountain on Little Xuanwu.

The items inside were worth several million taels of Demon Silver, and they were irreplaceable.

He thought to himself, as the old saying goes, ‘Men die for wealth, as birds die for food’, this saying indeed holds true.

As they were being pulled toward an unknown location, Chu Xisheng heard Chu Ming’s scream.

Chu Xisheng’s expression turned grave, and he immediately concentrated True Yuan in his eyes, looking in the direction of the sound.

He did not want to save anyone; he wanted to see who the perpetrator was.

However, contrary to his wishes, the area was thick with the forces of the Void and Time Order, coupled with a storm of Primordial Magnetism.

Despite his utmost effort, Chu Xisheng still couldn’t discern the exact situation on the other side.

He could only vaguely see Chu Ming’s figure and an incredibly fierce sword light.

Chu Xisheng immediately narrowed his eyes.

This seemed to be the Instant Sword?

He had seen Leng Chanra use it before, and it felt just like this.

—The sun does not shift by the sundial, the moments seem like years!

About three breaths later, the sensation of weightlessness finally vanished.

Chu Xisheng stepped on solid ground, and everything returned to normal.

At that moment, the only ones who appeared beside him were Zhoou Liangchen and Little Xuanwu, tightly bound by Bai Xiaozhao’s tail.

Chu Xisheng looked around and saw that everything in this place was entirely red.

Whether the mountains, trees, grass, sky, or the ground, all were red.

A nearby stream was also flowing with a sanguine liquid resembling blood.

Chu Xisheng also saw in the distance countless weapons planted in the ground.

The craftsmanship of these weapons was rough and primitive, but all were huge in size.

Even the shortest of them was about fifty or sixty feet long, resembling metal pillars standing tall between heaven and earth. No vegetation grew around them due to the condensation of Geng Metal Gang Sha.

This scene made Chu Xisheng think of the two First-grade Divine Weapons buried in the Zhengyang Martial Arts Academy’s Divine Weapon Institute.

The second layer of the Time Secret Realm was indeed an excellent place for refining and enhancing the sword aura of blades.

Here there were all types of Geng Metal Gang Sha, everything one could need, in abundant supply.