Chapter 844 - 757: Song Shiyin in Distress (2)

It’s quite normal for there to be differences in here.

Soon, Shen Han arrived at this cliff location.

On the slope that seemed to have been sliced by a sword, many wild grasses had grown.

But on the cross-section of the mountain, there was one spot with no wild grass growing.

This spot seemed to have an issue, even those lowly weeds were avoiding it.

Shen Han approached in mid-air, staring intently ahead.

Yet for a moment, the spot ahead didn’t reveal any small inscriptions.

The scene in front seemed not real, but an illusion!

Realizing this, Shen Han focused his thoughts, fully demonstrating the power of laws.

Although he’s just a Second Grade in the Immortal Realm, far below Immortal Tianheng.

He’s not an ignorant fool in understanding laws either.

The power of laws touched the stone pieces ahead, and a piece of the mountain was unexpectedly missing...

This was truly an illusion masked!

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Han stepped into it, walking into the mountain.

After entering the mountain, Shen Han finally sensed the feeling of the Immortal Secret Realm.

The powerful force of laws directly drained all his strength.

Here it’s like being in the Little Pool Immortal’s secret realm; he nearly became an untrained mortal.

Perhaps compared to mortals, after body refining, his body is indeed much stronger, not as fragile as mortals.

After entering, Shen Han also felt the might of a First-Grade Immortal.

Now he can assassinate You Wanying and escape from the hands of Illusion Realm experts.

But in the secret realm created by the First-Grade Immortal, his strength would still be fully stripped.

The power of the First-Grade Immortal absolutely crushes that of the Illusion Realm.

Shen Han intended to exit and retrieve some items from his Storage Ring.

Turning back, he found the entrance he came through was completely obscured.

Without much hesitation, Shen Han proceeded deeper into the mountain.

Inside the mountain was just a narrow passage, without any mystical elements observed.

After walking forward for about a quarter of an hour, a weak light emerged ahead.

It should be the exit.

But the sky seemed to have started to darken, and at the cave entrance, there was only a very faint glow.

Shen Han quickened his steps, reaching the cave entrance.

It was already 5:00 PM, and night was about to fall.

Outside the cave seemed like being in a gorge.

As the saying goes, from the cave entrance, Shen Han stood in the gorge looking up, truly only able to see a narrow strip of sky.

With his strength and realm gone, all his actions needed caution.

In this situation, injuries were easy to come by.

With his strength and realm, he wouldn’t feel cold even if bare-skinned in winter.

But with his strength entirely gone, he would see if his body could fend off illnesses.

As night was approaching, Shen Han chose not to take risks.

He began building a simple dwelling in this gorge.

Though only three days were allowed in here, time was tight, but Shen Han didn’t want to risk anything.

This secret realm left by the Immortal might not intend harm, but its dangers were indeed present.

Removed descriptors like "damp", the makeshift abode was quite decent.

Gathered some dry grass for warmth, the night surely would be colder.

The so-called late spring cold, though spring had arrived, the climate could still freeze a person.

As night passed, the sky gradually brightened.

The surrounding temperature began to rise, not as cold as the night.

Only then did Shen Han get up, exploring the world around him.

As expected, this was the genuine residence of Immortal Tianheng.

Outside was merely something for concealment.

Grabbing a vine, Shen Han climbed out of the gorge.

The view before him was a vast prairie, only the grasses on it grew tall, reaching up to the waist.

In the distance were waterfalls cascading from the cliffs.

The view described as the galaxy dropping from the Ninth Heaven, was precisely a spot mentioned in Immortal Tianheng’s writings.

Without hesitation, Shen Han headed towards the distant cliff.

But along the way, Shen Han remained alert and cautious.

With his strength gone, he couldn’t afford to be careless.

When he had strength, he needed to be wary of others, of their traps.

But now, natural obstacles might indeed bring disaster upon him.

Finding a dry branch from the roadside, added a "sturdy" descriptor, using it to cut through dense grass ahead.

Cutting through this way felt like wielding a long sword.

During the journey, Shen Han faintly heard some sounds.

If not mistaken, they were human voices.

But there seemed to be only one sound, quickly sinking down, no more emitted.

This made Shen Han vigilant, cutting the grass around him.

Just ten feet from the previous spot, within the dense grass, a woman was trapped here.

Her feet had stepped into a swamp, with most of her body already submerged.

Fortunately, she held onto the grass on one side, could barely maintain her position.

But she dared not exert force, those grasses grew atop the swamp, unable to bear her body’s weight.

If she used too much force, they’d surely pull the surrounding grass into the mire too.

Her complexion was poor, her body seemed incredibly weak.

Upon closer inspection, the woman in front was undoubtedly the senior sister of Cangqiong Manor.

Shen Han heard some news of her from Meihua Tower.

Now she had reached Loose Immortal Realm, equivalent to Fourth Grade.

It’s safe to say Song Shiyin was among the best of her generation.

That’s why she held such prestige in Cangqiong Manor.

But regardless of any strength and realm, after entering here, all of it would disappear.

Actually, Song Shiyin was the first to spot Shen Han, she wanted to call for help but upon seeing Shen Han’s look.

Those pleas for help were stuck in her throat.

Among the fifty-plus who entered the Immortal’s Residence, most had good relations with Cangqiong Manor.

Yet it came to be Shen Han...

So when Song Shiyin first made a sound, she chose silence afterward, not wanting Shen Han to notice.

She preferred being trapped here, once three days are up, she’d be tossed out.

But if found by Shen Han, she didn’t know what would happen...

But now, no matter her thoughts, it was too late.

She had already been discovered by Shen Han.

On spotting Song Shiyin, she was still trying to shift her position, avoiding Shen Han’s gaze.

These little maneuvers, Shen Han understood the implication.

Due to enmity with Song Xiuqi of Cangqiong Manor, she being the senior sister there.

It meant she and Shen Han were adversaries.

Under such conditions, she was more anxious about Shen Han being harmful.

In this realm where personal strength couldn’t be utilized.

Song Shiyin knew she was at risk.

At this moment her face was pale, without strength to protect, even resisting the cold was taxing.

Daytime was manageable, but the cold of night pierced like needles through bones.

Song Shiyin even sensed if she closed her eyes, they might never open again.

Yet inwardly was unwilling, she couldn’t accept her life ending here...

Facing Shen Han who stood before her, Song Shiyin saw she only had three outcomes.

The worst was Shen Han taking advantage of her vulnerable state, she couldn’t resist at all.

Here, there was no way to relay information to others.

Harming her would be unknown to all.

Song Shiyin came here unexpectedly, her plight hasn’t reached others yet.

No one could possibly know...

In her heart she mulled over many things, unwilling to die sinking in a swamp, preferring another way.

Various thoughts surged, even considering biting her tongue to end it, but that’s merely theatrics, a severed tongue wouldn’t end her instantly...

In a daze, a wooden stick extended to her front.

Seeing the stick, Song Shiyin was taken aback, quite surprised.

She wished to ask Shen Han why he would save her.

But fear of speaking up lingered, scared her words might change Shen Han’s mind.

She reached out, grasping the stick, feeling its texture.

"I’m already mired in mud, this stick can’t pull me out, it’ll break..."

"Just hold on, it won’t break."