Chapter 659 - 179: Burial Immortal Valley, Immortal Demon Blood... The Profound Origin Secret Realm Competition Begins

Chapter 659: Chapter 179: Burial Immortal Valley, Immortal Demon Blood... The Profound Origin Secret Realm Competition Begins

The bare-chested, burly man let out a low roar. The blood-red runes on his body suddenly flared, their light flashing, as he barely managed to steady his mind and dispel the effects of the ringing.

"Stand down."

Zhang Tianyu’s voice drifted over, calm and placid, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.

The three attendants exchanged a look. Not daring to disobey, they bowed respectfully before quickly retreating a thousand feet. They remained on high alert from afar, ready to provide support at a moment’s notice.

With a wave of his sleeve, Zhang Tianyu sent three ancient-looking Array Flags flying out. They planted themselves firmly at the edge of the Forbidden Land.

The moment the Array Flags touched the ground, several dazzling curtains of light erupted skyward, weaving together into a net. They formed an invisible barrier that completely sealed the area off from the outside world.

"Hehehe..."

The woman on the crocodile’s back covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice charming and captivating. "Eldest Young Master Zhang, you’re in a fine mood. The Profound Origin Secret Realm is about to open, yet you still have the leisure to enjoy the scenery here in the Flame Fire Forbidden Land?"

The woman in the red dress spoke softly, her tone probing, "I heard that Eldest Miss Zhang met her end in this very place. I wonder, Young Master Zhang, have you found any clues during your visit?"

The youth with a sword on his back finally spoke, his voice as cold and hard as iron, completely devoid of emotion. "A waste of time."

Zhang Tianyu slowly turned to face the three uninvited guests. His gaze was like a torch as it swept across them. "Sword Traceless, Ah Linglong, Hong Mei’er. Instead of preparing for the Profound Origin Secret Realm, what are the three of you doing here?"

These three were all top prodigies of the younger generation under the Moon Worship Sect’s Cyan Dragon Guardian, and their strength was formidable.

Sword Traceless, a once-in-a-century Sword Dao genius from Celestial Sword Mountain. At twenty-five, he had already broken through to the peak of the fourth realm, the Bright Heart Realm, and was just one step away from the fifth realm, the Ruyi Realm. His attainments in the Sword Dao were unfathomable!

Ah Linglong, the beloved daughter of the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect in Qing Province. She possessed an extraordinary gift and, by the age of seventeen, had already tamed beasts of thirteen different Ancient Fierce Beast bloodlines.

The Iron Armor Crocodile she rode was just one of the many War Beasts under her command. Even late-stage Bright Heart Realm experts would have to give her a wide berth and not dare to provoke her lightly!

Hong Mei’er, the most outstanding successor of her generation in the Emotional Silk Sect. She had already cultivated her unique ultimate technique, the "Thousand Emotions and Tribulations Thread," to the sixth level. She once single-handedly used a single red thread to trap and kill three Cultivators of the same Realm. She killed unseen, her lethality hidden behind a veneer of tender affection, making her exceptionally ruthless.

"As for why we’ve come, does Eldest Young Master Zhang truly not know?"

Ah Linglong’s smile vanished, her expression turning serious. "Lingkong Jade would never sit by and watch us open the Burial Immortal Valley, would she? With that madwoman’s temperament, she’s bound to interfere from the shadows."

"Does the Zhang Family not have a countermeasure?"

The red thread on Hong Mei’er’s fingertip coiled faster, and her tone was probing. "We are all under the Moon Worship Sect. Must we truly come to blows?"

Zhang Tianyu was silent for a moment before speaking slowly. "This matter has nothing to do with the private grudge between the Zhang Family and Lingkong Jade."

"This is a struggle between the Cyan Dragon Guardian and the Vermilion Bird Guardian. More than that, it is a struggle for the sect’s fortune for the next hundred years."

At these words, all three of them fell silent.

The Moon Worship Sect had been reclusive for a millennium, and its internal factions were deeply entrenched and complex.

The four great Guardians—Cyan Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise—each controlled a branch, and their open conflicts and secret struggles had never ceased.

Now, with the Sect Leader in seclusion, the sect’s affairs were jointly managed by the four Guardians, and the long-suppressed conflicts were gradually surfacing.

And Burial Immortal Valley was the very fuse for this conflict.

Legend had it that the valley held Ancient Immortal Demon Blood. A single drop could forge an Immortal Demon Body and allow one to become Extraordinary to Saint.

More importantly, the Sect Leader had once said that Burial Immortal Valley contained an Exotic Treasure crucial to the rise or fall of the Moon Worship Sect.

Both Guardians wanted to claim the Immortal Demon Blood and the Exotic Treasure for themselves.

But now, the "key" to opening Burial Immortal Valley had been lost, and to this day, no one knew into whose hands it had fallen.

The "key" had not yet been found, but internal strife within the Moon Worship Sect was already rampant.

Zhang Tianyu felt a sense of disappointment, but there was nothing he could do.

......

「Late at night. Seven Stars Gang headquarters, southern Qing Province City.」

[Spiritual Essence: 5685]

[Pollution Level: 14/100]

[Cultivation: Third Heaven of Divine Power Realm]

Sitting cross-legged on his bed, Chu Fan slowly opened his eyes. His face, illuminated by the dim, yellow candlelight, was as dark as iron.

He had been back from the Demon Suppression Bureau for less than an hour and was about to enter a meditative state to cultivate when he saw the Pollution Level number on his panel had changed—

from the original 12 to 14!

It had gone up by another two points.

’This is strange.’

’Far too strange!’

It was precisely because he feared the increase in his Pollution Level that he had halted his Martial Arts Realm advancement for several months.

To this day, his Martial Arts Realm was still stagnated at the Third Heaven of Divine Power Realm.

During this time, aside from absorbing a little "Wind Spirit" from Wind Spirit Stones, he had spent over a month in arduous cultivation in the "Geng Metal Evil Qi Forbidden Land," absorbing Geng Metal Evil Qi.

He had almost completely stopped actively absorbing the Spiritual Mechanism from the world.

He hadn’t even taken any Elixirs or Treasure Plants that were rich in Spiritual Mechanism.

Even the dozens of Spirit Jades were now lying idle and collecting dust in a corner of his Sumeru Ring.

The "Wind Seed" absorbed Wind Spirit to cultivate the "Nine Heavens Wind Mastery Scripture";

the "Demon Seed" absorbed Geng Metal Evil Qi to transform it into "Vajra Gang Qi" and temper his "Vajra Undying Body."

The total amount of energy from these two sources combined was less than the medicinal power of a single Five-Stripe Essence Enhancing Pill.

Let alone comparing it to those precious Treasure Plants capable of causing celestial phenomena.

’Why?’

’Why is the Pollution Level still increasing?’

Chu Fan took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

The candlelight flickered in the night breeze seeping through a crack in the window, casting his shadow on the wall, where it twisted like a phantom.

He raised his left hand and stared at his palm.

The skin was smooth, the lines of his palm clear—no different from an ordinary person’s.

But Chu Fan knew that beneath his flesh and blood, something was hidden—the Demon Suppression Stele.

That ancient stele, which held the secrets of Burial Immortal Valley, was now hidden within his palm, fused as one with his bloodline and Divine Soul.

The first increase in his Pollution Level occurred right after he began the Refinement of the Demon Suppression Stele.