Chapter 568 - 554: Those Not of Our Race, Slay Them With a Single Strike

The Purple Void Secret Realm.

"Your Majesty found some ancient texts related to the Purple Void Secret Realm. This place was the Purple Void Imperial Dynasty’s spirit medicine plantation, cultivated by the Void Spirit Race. There were a few other alien races as well, though the texts didn’t specify which."

"However, the texts also mentioned that to keep these alien races in check, restrictions were put in place within the Purple Void Secret Realm. These restrictions made it difficult for them to break through to the Blood Exchange Martial Saint Realm, and practically impossible to advance beyond it."

"The guiding principle of the Purple Void Imperial Dynasty back then was: ’Those who are not of our people will surely have different allegiances!’"

"They used the harshest of methods when dealing with these alien races!"

"It’s just a mystery why the Purple Void Imperial Dynasty suddenly vanished from the Taiyu Divine Continent, leaving not a single trace behind!"

Shen Buyan, Commander of the Celestial Wind Imperial Dynasty’s Jinyi Guard, gazed at the shattered magic array before him. He had already sent his men inside to gather spirit medicine and collect the cultivation resources within.

Inside the Purple Void Secret Realm, the major factions chose not to engage in battle. Instead, they dispersed, with each power occupying its own route.

Each of these factions had several Bone Marrow Cleansing Grandmasters leading the way, with numerous other experts providing support from the rear.

Once they realized the Secret Realm’s origins were profound and its space was vast, they arranged for more reinforcements.

"Lord Shen, the disappearance of the Purple Void Imperial Dynasty was very strange. Perhaps we can find some answers here in the Purple Void Secret Realm."

"However, our most urgent task is to find the Secret Order His Majesty requires."

"His Majesty has read the records; there is definitely a Secret Order our dynasty needs within the Purple Void Secret Realm. We must be the first to get our hands on it."

"The other factions have also entered the Secret Realm in search of the Secret Order, hoping to control this massive secret realm. We can’t let anyone else get to it first, or there will be hell to pay when we report back!"

A Bone Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster at his side spoke slowly, reminding Shen Buyan.

When one accepts an imperial command, one must see it through. The consequences of failure are severe.

"I know!"

"If we can’t get it, we’ll take it by force!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Shen Buyan’s eyes upon hearing this.

...

"My Lord Saint Son, is there really a Secret Order in this secret realm?"

"Under normal circumstances, don’t Great Divine Power Users just refine it into their bodies? That would allow them to move the secret realm’s location, wouldn’t it?"

A Direct Disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect looked at the Saint Son beside him, who carried a greatsword on his back, and posed the question.

The Celestial Sword Sect was a holy land for sword cultivation, housing numerous Sword Dao legacies within its gates.

This particular Saint Son of the Celestial Sword Sect cultivated Ancient Swordsmanship. He walked with his sword on his back, seeking enlightenment through it, and possessed immense combat power.

"Whether there’s a Secret Order in the secret realm is irrelevant. What matters is that no other faction can obtain it. If we can’t have it, we’ll destroy it!"

The Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son replied coldly, a sharp Sword Intent flaring from his body that sent a chill down one’s spine.

The aura he exuded was terrifying.

"The Purple Void Secret Realm has been manifest for too long now. Too many factions have arrived—several great imperial dynasties and numerous holy lands. Every single one has sent people. It would be best for us to act cautiously and adapt to the situation!"

The Direct Disciple gave a wry smile upon hearing this.

He spoke this way precisely because he knew the Saint Son’s temperament; it was meant as a reminder.

"In Sword Dao cultivation, one must press forward unflinchingly. All obstacles must be cut down with a single strike!"

"Ling Yu, you’ve hit a bottleneck on your Sword Dao path because your heart is cluttered with too many thoughts. You lack the will to advance relentlessly!"

The Celestial Sword Sect’s Saint Son glanced at the man beside him and stated expressionlessly.

Once a person chose their path, they would never deviate. That was why every Saint Son of the Celestial Sword Sect was known as a "Sword Madman."

Such individuals were inflexible, but for that very reason, their combat power was immense. They had few rivals among their peers.

Once they reached maturity, they became the foundation of the Celestial Sword Sect’s strength—a wellspring of its power.

Of course, the Sect’s administration was never entrusted to the Saint Son. This was to prevent trivial matters from affecting his Sword Dao mindset, allowing him to remain true to his original path.

This practice was exceedingly rare among the major factions.

Within the Celestial Sword Sect, once someone became the Saint Son, they had virtually no path to becoming the Sect Leader. Nevertheless, their authority was still terrifyingly vast, for their combat power was peerless and unstoppable.

"Ling Yu accepts your teaching," the Direct Disciple, Ling Yu, said with a wry smile, cupping his fist.

Some people were suited to a path of charging straight ahead, while others chose differently.

Take Ling Yu, for example. His goal was to become the Sect Leader of the Celestial Sword Sect, control its vast cultivation resources, and use them to advance to the Blood Exchange Martial Saint Realm.

It was a path that naturally required him to contend with many others.

The Saint Son, on the other hand, had no such need. The Sect had long ago prepared all the cultivation resources he required. All he had to do was focus on his cultivation.

In the Celestial Sword Sect, only the strongest of their generation was granted such a privilege.

Such an individual was guaranteed to reach the Perfection Stage of the Bone Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster realm at a minimum. As for reaching the Blood Exchange Martial Saint Realm, that depended on personal destiny and opportunity.

The Holy Land would provide enough cultivation resources for at least two attempts to break through to the Blood Exchange Martial Saint realm. This was something Ling Yu and the others could only hope to obtain after winning the struggle for the Sect Leader’s position.

People are not all the same. Some are born different, while others become different along their journey.

...

"Saintess, the Earth Spirit Minks have detected three more large arrays nearby. Which one shall we head to first?"

A Direct Disciple of the Myriad Beasts Dao produced a map, marking the locations of the detected large arrays. They had found all of this through Beast Taming, which allowed them to swiftly locate things of interest.

In fact, it wasn’t just large arrays; things like spirit medicine were found this way as well.

The spiritual sense of these tamed beasts was very powerful, allowing them to detect everything their masters desired with incredible efficiency.

The map this man held was far more comprehensive than Yang Chan’s. Areas that were blank on Yang Chan’s map were all filled in on this one.

"We’ll stick to the original plan. Our current target is the Dragon Race within the Purple Void Secret Realm. If I can subdue this dragon, my status will be unchallengeable!"

"For the next several thousand years, the Myriad Beasts Dao won’t have to worry about lacking a Martial Saint to guard it. Our prosperity will be assured for ages to come!"

The Ten Thousand Beasts Dao Saintess opened her eyes as spirit birds flew down to land on her hand one after another. They had more than one method of reconnaissance.

Inside the secret realm, one of their beast tamers was worth many ordinary people, and their combined combat power was even greater.

Especially within a secret realm, their methods of investigation were exceedingly potent.

There were some areas that humans couldn’t cross directly, but their tamed beasts could traverse them, unaffected. Naturally, the map they held was far more complete.

"It seems the earlier reports of hearing a dragon’s roar in this direction were accurate."

"But... are we any match for this dragon?"

"The combat power of the Dragon Race is immense. Even though it’s suppressed by the laws of this realm, its strength is still likely at the Martial Saint Level. We might not be its match!"

The Direct Disciple’s brow furrowed. The benefits of subduing a member of the Dragon Race were obvious, but the difficulty was just as easy to imagine.

The Myriad Beasts Dao naturally had records concerning the Dragon Race. Every last one of them was powerful. The peak of their growth in this world was the Blood Exchange Martial Saint Peak Realm, but few ever reached that stage.