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Chapter 510: 385: Leaving Seclusion, Another Grandmaster Slain! (Subscription Request)_3

Chapter 510: Chapter 385: Leaving Seclusion, Another Grandmaster Slain! (Subscription Request)_3

I almost know it now!

Looking at the Sound Transmission Talisman in his hand, Chen Yuan’s lips curled into a smile.

He didn’t think about taking the risk of using Jiang He’s Sword Talisman to break through the void and leave; the Secret Realm was unstable, and that talisman was certainly capable of breaking the void.

But leaving was not that simple.

The ubiquitous spatial turbulence could very well leave him stranded here forever.

He wasn’t the previous incarnation of Xuanming, with such formidable cultivation; he could only honestly enter and exit through the designated way.

…

…

Outside the Secret Realm.

The setting sun stained the entire sky. The time had reached the quarter past the hour of Mao, which was just past five in the afternoon. Due to it being summer, darkness fell late.

For now, only a hint of sunset was visible.

Down below, some people in the crowd began to disperse, feeling that Chen Yuan and Xuanming would certainly stay inside for several days. However, many more remained in place.

And the gathering crowd only grew larger.

Martial Artists from all corners of Jianghu kept arriving in increasing numbers…

Yu Huasheng sat cross-legged in the void, eyes closed while breathing in and out.

Having reached the Core Realm, he could levitate for extended periods, using the True Pill to connect with the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, constantly replenishing the drain of levitation.

Suddenly, Yu Huasheng opened his eyes and looked forward.

In his perception, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy around him began to fluctuate!

Could it be…

A glint of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Although he had missed the opening of the Secret Realm, being the first to arrive here was not bad either. Beyond himself, not a single person had reached the Core Realm, which meant, once Chen Yuan and Xuanming came out,

he would reap the greatest harvest. Even if he couldn’t kill both of them, he would make them hand over the treasures they obtained.

At worst, he would hide away from then on. With the gains from the Secret Realm, his cultivation would make a great leap forward. And as for the Sect, it could be abandoned if needed.

In the face of the Taoist path, nothing else was important.

As long as he remained alive, he could rebuild the Blood Cloud Sect at any time.

Time ticked away second by second, and the changes in the Primordial Energy within the void began to draw attention, with many people watching the fluctuations intently.

Even talking loudly seemed inappropriate.

Shen Yanshu seemed to sense something as well, her gaze piercing as she looked ahead, worry unavoidably flashing in her eyes. On one hand, she was worried about the onslaught from so many people.

On the other hand, she was anxious about whether the person emerging would be Chen Yuan or Xuanming.

Before the Secret Realm had opened, the two sides had already turned against each other, bound to determine victory and even life and death within the Secret Realm.

Xuanming was very powerful, ranking second on the Hidden Dragon List and a disciple of one of the top ten Immortal Sects, Spirit Mountain. It was enough to stir some worry within her.

Only after joining one of the top ten Immortal Sects did she understand their terror.

The Goddess Palace had declined significantly, but she had already witnessed terrifying strength that allowed her to break through to the peak of Gang Condensation so quickly.

If the Goddess Palace was already so formidable, what about Spirit Mountain?

How powerful would it be?

Spirit Mountain was known as the number one Immortal Sect in the world!

The disciples emerging from there must be extremely fearsome.

Primordial Energy within the void continued to converge before everyone’s eyes, forming a portal as the void undulated. Yu Huasheng stood up, his eyes flickering.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a figure in black stepped out from the portal.

With gaunt cheeks and a lean figure, his eyes profound, a powerful and fierce aura swirled around him—it was Chen Yuan!

Shen Yanshu’s heart, which had been in her throat, eased a bit.

Chen Yuan looked around calmly, his gaze finally settling on a short red-robed man not far in front of him. A Dan Realm Master!

Indeed, there was a Grandmaster waiting here.

“Chen Yuan, you hoarded the treasures of the Secret Realm for yourself, truly selfish and greedy. Hand over the treasures now or I will make sure you die without a complete corpse today,” a Reach Profound Martial Artist with a greedy look in his eyes said sternly.

Chen Yuan didn’t even spare him a glance, and with a faint Dragon Roar from the Emperor Slaughter Saber, a fearsome and fierce Conception instantly enveloped the man. The man’s eyes widened as he let out a scream.

In front of everyone, he died of Qi depletion, crashing to the ground with a ‘boom’.

Those around immediately stepped back.

Fear flashed in their eyes.

Without as much as a glance, that Reach Profound expert had silently perished…

After this man’s death, no one dared to jump out immediately; instead, they all turned their eyes to Yu Huasheng, the Grandmaster, hoping he would dampen Chen Yuan’s sharp edge.

“Clamor,”

Chen Yuan said indifferently.

Then, a wave of Gang Qi blasted the previous man into a mist of blood.

It matched what he’d said before, dying without a complete corpse!

Silence enveloped the surroundings, as if time itself had frozen.

A flicker of wariness passed through Yu Huasheng’s eyes; when Chen Yuan had made his move, he felt only a trace of uncanny, fierce Qi that had slain a Reach Profound Martial Artist,

His method was indeed extraordinary.

But… he believed he could handle it.

He then gazed at Chen Yuan and spoke with gravity:

“Impressive technique.”

“And who might you be?”

Amongst those present, except for this dwarf, no one else was worth noticing, his Spirit was solely focused on this man.

“I am Yu Huasheng.”

“Never heard of you.”

A flash of anger crossed Yu Huasheng’s eyes as he said sternly:

“It doesn’t matter if you’ve heard of me or not. What matters is that you are no match for me.”

Chen Yuan laughed, gazing directly at the other man:

“You’re not very tall, but you sure talk big.”

“Brat, are you courting death!”

In an instant, Yu Huasheng flew into a rage, his height being what he detested most being talked about.

“It’s you who’s courting death, you dog! How dare you call yourself a Grandmaster? What’s the big deal… if I cut you down today!” Chen Yuan spared him no face, bluntly calling him a dog,

as if the man was unworthy of his notice.

“Presumptuous! I had thought to spare your life, but now it seems you’re not grasping that chance. Well then, today I’ll commit the act of bullying the weak as an elder and let you realize, a Grandmaster is not to be insulted!”

Yu Huasheng’s Qi surged around him, skyrocketing towards the heavens and bearing down on Chen Yuan.

“What are you, a little stump, a bark of valley wood, to claim to be a Grandmaster? Today… cutting you down is no matter!”