I have a city in another world

Chapter 7100 Command Exploration
At this moment, cultivators from all sides gathered near the entrance in the dimensional secret realm, and the depth of their advance was very limited.

The secret realm is dangerous; a slight mistake could trigger a fatal attack, and a moment's carelessness could cost you your life.

After suffering heavy losses one after another, the various groups of cultivators became extremely cautious.

During reconnaissance operations, they were always conducted in groups, with the other members of the group remaining in safe areas.

To avoid any unforeseen events that could result in total annihilation.

Few people cared about the conflict that occurred within the Blood Demon Sect; the death of a spoiled young master was nothing to them.

If all the cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect were to die, that would be truly gratifying, as it would mean one less powerful competitor.

As the ruler of the surrounding area, the Blood Demon Sect's strength should not be underestimated. If the incident had not been so sudden and there hadn't been enough time to prepare, the Blood Demon Sect would certainly have been able to send out more elite troops.

When that time comes, only through cooperation can all parties protect themselves from unfavorable circumstances.

Although they didn't say it aloud, their actions were subtly aimed at the Blood Demon Sect.

When they were blocked by the dangers of the dimensional secret realm and unable to move forward, they saw that there was movement in the area where the Blood Demon Sect was located.

Tang Zhen took command, while the Blood Demon Sect cultivators carried out the orders, and they began to slowly move deeper into the secret realm.

Stepping out of the patchwork path, the scene before me suddenly changed. It was no longer a gray void and broken land, but rather as if several completely different worlds had been forcibly twisted into a tangled mess.

To the left is a strange valley shrouded in mist, where all the plants and trees are transparent and glassy, ​​with shimmering light flowing from the edges of their leaves. When the wind blows, they make a crisp sound like jade striking jade. To the right, however, is a magnificent palace half-buried in the void, with white jade steps and gold tiles. The wind chimes hanging under the eaves are made of polished star stones the size of fists, scattering starlight as they sway.

Between the valley and the palace, a raging crimson-gold river surges and crashes, its waters churning, revealing countless skeletons sleeping at its bottom. Floating on the surface are not duckweed, but palm-sized runes, shimmering with chilling, restrictive energy.

The scene was absurdly bizarre: the valley below, the palace above, and the river stretching across the sky, yet it possessed a strange harmony, as if this upside-down chaos was meant to be.

"Good heavens, this secret realm has actually fused together fragments of all the heavens!"

A Blood Demon Sect cultivator couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes widening beneath his ghostly mask, "The glass grass in that valley is a top-grade material for refining Breakthrough Pills; the star stones under the palace eaves can be used directly to forge spiritual weapons!"

Before the words were even finished, some cultivators couldn't contain themselves and stomped their feet to rush towards the valley.

Tang Zhen had a gentle demeanor. He raised his hand and pressed down lightly, his voice clear yet carrying an undeniable power: "Stop."

The compass in his hand spun wildly, the red light on the pointer almost overflowing. His gaze swept lightly over the restless cultivator before returning to the junction of the valley and the palace. His fingertips moved swiftly across the compass without uttering a single superfluous explanation.

The cultivator felt a chill run down his spine when he was swept by his gaze, abruptly stopping in his tracks, his back covered in a cold sweat.

The members of the Blood Demon Sect exchanged glances, and no one dared to say anything more.

They could see that although Tang Zhen was not a member of the Demonic Sect, he possessed extraordinary abilities. Following him might allow them to pick up scraps, but if they disobeyed him, they might not even know how they died.

The mutual understanding and wariness between them was already tacitly acknowledged.

Tang Zhen lightly tapped the compass with his fingertip, then pointed in three directions, his tone remaining calm: "First team, responsible for breaking the miasma and clearing away the turbulent energy flows. Second team, cut those vines and blast away all vegetation along the way. Third team, responsible for vigilance; if any abnormal situation occurs, immediately launch a full-scale attack!"

Without any further instructions or stern warnings, these few words were enough to make the Blood Demon Sect cultivators dare not be negligent in the slightest, and they immediately took their respective duties and got to work.

They could clearly see that the valley, palace, and river, though seemingly independent, were actually a series of interconnected challenges. Only by solving them one by one could they take the treasures inside; the slightest mistake would lead to utter ruin.

Tang Zhen saw through the situation and made arrangements in just a few words, which shows that the true strength of this mysterious cultivator is far more unfathomable than they imagined.

Under Tang Zhen's command, the cleanup work was successfully completed.

The senior sister in red from the Blood Demon Sect took out a miasma-breaking bead about the size of a thumb. The bead was pure white and exuded a refreshing aura.

He flung the Miasma-Breaking Pearl into the valley, then made hand seals, casting out streaks of blood-red runes.

As the bead sank into the ground, rings of pale golden light immediately appeared nearby. The light spread out and collided with the bone-corroding miasma, producing a sizzling sound.

In just a short while, most of the gray-black miasma that swirled around the valley dissipated, revealing the true form of the glass grass inside.

"It's done!" a cultivator shouted in a low voice. He was about to step forward when the captain grabbed him.

The captain gave him a sinister look, then glanced at Tang Zhen, who stood with his hands behind his back not far away, and said in a low voice, "What's the rush? Who dares to touch him without the other's permission?"

Sure enough, the moment the miasma dissipated, the glass grass in the valley suddenly shook violently, and the spiritual light on its leaves surged, transforming into countless glass flying swords that whistled as they shot out of the light barrier!
"Well done!"

A fierce glint flashed in the eldest sister's eyes. She swung her curved sword and summoned a blood-red shield—the Blood Fiend Shield.

The shield swelled in the wind, its surface covered with dense magical patterns, forcefully blocking the flying glass swords.

"Use the Nano Binding Immortal Rope!"

Several jet-black ropes shot out from the sky, coiling around the glass flying swords like serpents. No matter how the flying swords struggled, they could not break free even a fraction.

Having solved the mechanism of the flying grass sword, the first team of cultivators cautiously stepped into the valley, uprooted the glass grass, and stored it in their specially made spirit-gathering bags.

They moved swiftly, but dared not take a single extra plant. They only picked up the corners that Tang Zhen could not see, secretly stuffing a dozen or so into their own arms, their eyes filled with greed and fear.

At the same time, the sound of metal clashing came from the direction of the palace from the second team of Blood Demon Sect cultivators.

The second group of cultivators wielded Soul-Slaying Blades, their blades gleaming with a ghostly blue light, specifically designed to vanquish evil and malevolent entities. They moved with agility, scaling the palace's white jade steps like monkeys, and fiercely slashed at the vines entwined with human heads. The vines were incredibly resilient; the Soul-Slaying Blades struck them with a crisp "clang," sparks flew, and the blades emitted angry screams.

"Go together!"

The dozen or so cultivators exerted their strength simultaneously, their blades flashing out in unison, and finally severed the vines that held the human heads.

Beneath the human-headed vines, piles of star stones appeared.

The cultivators dared not delay and immediately put it away in their storage bags before rushing toward the next star stone.

Amid the chaos, someone secretly slipped a starstone into their sleeve, unaware that Tang Zhen's gaze swept over them briefly before withdrawing, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Behind the palace is a long, winding river.

The churning of the river gradually subsided, and the skeletons at the bottom of the river became clearly visible. Among those skeletons were dozens of fist-sized pieces of white jade, with dragon-shaped patterns faintly visible in them.

"Send someone to retrieve all that white jade."

Upon hearing this, the Blood Demon Sect cultivators exchanged glances and secretly discussed who should make the move.

"I come!"

The senior sister of the Blood Demon Sect stepped forward again at this moment to ask Tang Zhen about the precautions.

Tang Zhen nodded, a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and gave the other party some pointers.

The eldest sister took a deep breath, her black robe billowing as she pulled it back, revealing a water-repellent garment worn close to her body.

Water-repelling clothing is a product of the modern cultivation world. It is made from special nanomaterials mixed with the fur of demonic beasts, making it impervious to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and spears.

The eldest sister was already extremely beautiful, with an even more stunning figure. This black waterproof suit she wore exuded ultimate allure.

She leaped into the crimson river.

The river water was icy cold, yet it couldn't penetrate the water-repellent clothing even slightly.

The eldest sister descended rapidly and soon reached the riverbed. Just as she was about to reach for the Dragon Bone Jade, the sleeping skeletons suddenly stirred!
One after another, pale white bone claws burst from the ground, reaching out to grab Tang Zhen. Eerie green flames ignited in the skeleton's eye sockets, radiating overwhelming resentment.

The senior sister remained expressionless, and an electromagnetic pulse gun quietly appeared in her hand.

This gun is a product of the combination of cultivation and technology. It can emit strong electromagnetic pulses and is specifically designed to suppress evil monsters.

Pulling the trigger, streaks of blue electricity shot out and struck the bone demon.

The bone demon let out a shrill scream as its skeleton was instantly pierced by electric current and turned to ashes.

Having dealt with the bone demon, there were no more obstacles nearby, and the eldest sister pocketed all the dragon bone jade.

Her movements were fluid and swift, without the slightest hesitation. She turned and swam towards the river, not even glancing at the scattered treasures at the bottom.

When she leaped out of the river and returned to the shore, the first and second teams of cultivators had also completed their mission and surrounded her with their spoils.

He handed the spirit-gathering bag to Tang Zhen, his head lowered, but his eyes darted between them, his heart filled with wariness.

Inside the spirit-storing bag, the glass grass was lush and green, the star stone shone brightly, and the dragon bone jade was warm and translucent; each item was a priceless treasure.

As the Blood Demon Sect cultivators gazed at these treasures, their Adam's apples bobbed, and their breathing beneath their ghost masks became heavy.

Tang Zhen glanced at the storage bag indifferently, raised his hand and waved it, handing most of it to his senior sister, while a portion floated lightly into Feng Jiu Kui's hands.

"For your reward."

A single sentence, seemingly casual, sent a shiver down Feng Jiu Kui's spine.

First came a surge of elation, then a deep sense of dread, for this was snatching food from the mouths of Blood Demon Sect cultivators.

He quickly bowed in gratitude, his voice trembling, "Thank you for your generous gift, sir!"

The other Blood Demon Sect cultivators were filled with envy upon seeing this, their gazes toward Feng Jiu Kui filled with jealousy.

They knew in their hearts that these treasures were both a reward and a silent warning.

Tang Zhen waved his hand and turned his gaze back to the depths of the secret realm.

The fog there was even thicker, and the faint sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling could be heard, clearly indicating that there were more fragments of the world, more treasures and more dangers waiting for them.

He gave the order in a low voice: "Rest for fifteen minutes, then continue."

The Blood Demon Sect cultivators responded in unison, their confidence in Tang Zhen filled with the insights and gains they had just made.

At the entrance to the secret realm, the cultivators from all sides who were watching were furious, their faces turning purple with anger, but they were helpless to do anything about it.

They could only watch helplessly as Tang Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, leading a group of Blood Demon Sect cultivators with ulterior motives deeper into the mist.