I have a city in another world

Chapter 7026 The Secret Realm Reopens
At this moment, a large group of cultivators stood at the edge of the giant pit, silently observing the central area of ​​the pit.

Their faces were tense and serious, their eyes filled with fear and apprehension as they stared intently at the figure standing amidst the rotting bones and flesh.

In mid-air, Tang Zhen stood riding the wind.

His gaze also fell on that figure, observing the other person's every move.

Any change will be responded to immediately, without the slightest slack.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed calm on the surface, but it was actually more tense than before.

In the silent standoff, chilling killing intent and violent resentment clashed fiercely, and faint flashes of electricity could be seen.

Tang Zhen could clearly sense the boiling anger in the other person's heart, as well as a hint of hidden fear and confusion.

The reason for his anger is obvious: he had destroyed the other party's physical body, which was the key to condensing a divine spark.

Although Tang Zhen believed that this divine body was merely a facade, with a negligible chance of condensing a divine essence.

It's like a hungry person drawing a picture of a cake on paper, trying to convince themselves that it will fill their stomach.

Aside from self-deception and acting as a paper tiger to scare uninformed laymen, it actually has no real meaning whatsoever.

It must be maintained with utmost care, otherwise it will collapse and disintegrate, serving little practical purpose.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have ordered his servants to launch an attack beforehand, choosing instead to observe silently.

It wasn't because of his status, but because he simply didn't dare to take action, otherwise he would expose his outward strength but inner weakness.

People who are engrossed in their dreams are very likely to become angry and resentful if they are woken up by others, and may take their anger out on others.

The source of the other party's confusion was perhaps that he simply couldn't understand why Tang Zhen, a cultivator who seemed to only have a ninth-level cultivation, was able to unleash such a terrifying attack.

With just one move, he shattered the enormous, almost godlike body that he had painstakingly built up.

Possessing such abilities, one is certainly not an ordinary cultivator.

The moment Tang Zhen made his move, his opponent would inevitably sense it, perceiving that unique fluctuation that belonged to the divine arts of rules and transcended ordinary energy.

Within this secluded secret realm, perhaps only Tang Zhen and himself are capable of accessing and utilizing this level of power.

That is why, in the eyes of the other party, Tang Zhen is the only one here who is qualified and capable of having a final showdown with him.

It is essential to remain sufficiently vigilant against opponents of similar caliber.

If you can kill someone, they can also kill you; this is an unavoidable danger.

Comparing the two sides' situations, Tang Zhen has more advantages.

The other party wanted to completely control this secret realm and wanted to kill or enslave the cultivators who entered this place. Tang Zhen was the ultimate obstacle that he could not get around.

Tang Zhen was fully aware of this, so he became even more cautious, and the remaining power within his body slowly condensed and circulated.

He secretly swallowed those top-grade healing pills, hoping to recover to his peak condition as soon as possible.

When the battle breaks out, even the slightest difference can lead to ultimate defeat.

The divine sense, like the most sophisticated radar, silently scanned every subtle movement of the opponent, secretly preparing to deal with any sudden attack.

Under Tang Zhen's gaze, the figure moved again, as if a rusty machine had suddenly started up.

Even from a distance, you could hear the friction sounds; the rough, rusty noises were unsettling.

"Ugh!"

A soft sigh drifted over.

The sigh was filled with the vicissitudes of time and the smell of dust, seemingly spanning thousands of years. "Years of planning and scheming still couldn't escape this calamity, failing to cross the final hurdle."

"Perhaps the outcome was predetermined from the very beginning, but I just didn't want to believe it."

The twisted figure slowly raised its withered arm, pointing a finger at Tang Zhen in the air.

"Uh... I'll remember you."

A hoarse, dry sound, like the cold friction of two rusty iron pieces, suddenly emanated from the body of that twisted figure.

The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying an undisguised, bone-chilling killing intent, like ancient ice.

Tang Zhen's expression remained calm, as if he had not heard the announcement of death.

But the runic longsword he gripped tightly in his hand emitted an extremely slight, buzzing vibration at this moment, and a chilling light flickered faintly on the ancient blade.

Like a ferocious, ancient beast poised to pounce, it gradually revealed its sharp fangs.

The air froze, and the atmosphere became extremely oppressive.

The spectators held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats, as if the next second would be the earth-shattering final collision!
A battle seems imminent!
But in the next instant, something unexpected happened that surprised Tang Zhen and all the cultivators who were on high alert!

"boom!"

That twisted figure, radiating intense resentment and killing intent, disintegrated without warning, vanishing without a trace like a ghost.

There was no burst of energy, no spatial tearing, and not even any afterimage or trace of its presence. It simply vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

Tang Zhen's pupils contracted slightly, and his divine sense spread out like a net, instantly covering the entire sinkhole area, but he found nothing at all.

He had expected the other party to launch a thunderous attack, but nothing unusual happened. Even the life-saving talismans he had secretly activated in advance to deal with the surprise attack lay quietly in his storage space, without any reaction.

The other party... just left like that?

Everyone was surprised and uncertain, feeling at a loss because of this sudden change.

hum!
An exceptionally clear and vast spatial fluctuation, like a warm tide, swept across the entire secret realm without warning.

Sensing the change, all the cultivators, regardless of their cultivation level, looked up at the sky at that moment.

All that could be seen was that the dome of the secret realm, which was originally gray and isolated from the outside world, was now melting away like ice and snow.

It revealed an enormous, slowly rotating, seven-colored vortex.

The vortex was like a tapestry woven from countless rainbows, dazzling and beautiful. Pure energy from heaven and earth rapidly condensed at this moment, forming a series of strange phenomena.

Countless dazzling, seven-colored feathers of light, condensed from pure energy, fell from the center of the vortex like holy snowflakes, dispelling the gloom and deathly aura that had accumulated in the secret realm.

Through the dazzling seven-colored vortex, a clear blue sky and a bright, warm sun radiating warmth and vitality came into everyone's view with exceptional clarity.

The light that tore through and pierced the dark clouds was so real and warm that it dispelled the chill in the cultivators' bodies and hearts.

The secret realm that had trapped them for so long, and from which they had tried every possible method to escape, was suddenly opened at this moment.

Although the exit is in the sky, there are many ways for cultivators to leave from here.

Breathing in the fresh air, many cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, their faces beaming with smiles of relief after surviving a calamity.

"it is finally over!"

One of the cultivators sighed and bowed to the surrounding cultivators.

"Please take care, everyone. I can't hold on any longer and need to sleep for a while."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he fell into a coma.