I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

The entrance to the ancient cave is located 800 miles west of Burning Bone City, in a desolate valley covered with weathered rocks and withered vines.

When Lin Che arrived, it was still dark.

The morning mist, like a veil, flowed slowly through the valley, shrouding the rugged rocks and withered shrubs in a hazy gray-white hue.

Occasionally, the low growls of unknown beasts could be heard from afar, sounding particularly distant in the mist.

At the entrance of the valley stand three stone pillars, each as thick as two people could hug, with intricate array patterns engraved on their shafts.

Three stone pillars are arranged in a triangular pattern, sealing off the entrance to the valley completely. Only those with tokens are allowed to pass.

Dozens of people had already gathered in front of the stone pillar.

They gathered in small groups, scattered across the open space at the mouth of the valley, some sitting, some standing, talking in hushed tones.

Some were dressed in luxurious clothes and followed by servants, clearly members of a wealthy family, with an innate air of nobility in their demeanor;

Some had a deep aura, standing alone to one side, their eyes warily scanning their surroundings, their hands always resting on their magical artifacts;

There were also a few veiled female cultivators gathered together, occasionally letting out clear laughter, as if they were not there for an adventure, but for a spring outing.

Lin Che glanced at it and then looked away.

He made no attempt to speak with anyone, instead walking straight to a secluded corner, leaning against a rock, and closing his eyes to rest.

Suddenly, Lin Che narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing the female cultivator who had passed by him and also walked to a secluded corner.

The female cultivator was not tall, dressed in a plain-colored dress, with a veil covering most of her face, revealing only a pair of calm eyes.

A smile involuntarily crept onto Lin Che's lips.

It looks like this trip to the secret realm won't be boring.

Although the Youth Preservation Pill is rare, it is ultimately only a spiritual item needed by Foundation Establishment cultivators, or even Qi Refining cultivators, and is not worth the effort of Golden Core cultivators.

It is precisely for this reason that the three families chose to make the secret realm public.

If there were beings among them who could move even Golden Core cultivators, they would surely risk their lives and withstand external pressure to firmly control the secret realm.

Therefore, the cultivators gathered here are not very strong.

He came here to replicate the rules of the secret realm, but he didn't expect to have such a pleasant surprise.

Lin Che squinted and took one last look at the person before closing his eyes to rest.

……

The wait wasn't long.

About half an hour later, the sky brightened and the morning mist gradually dissipated.

The sunlight slanted down from above the valley, casting long shadows on the stone pillars.

Suddenly, the three stone pillars at the valley entrance lit up simultaneously, their array patterns swirling and emitting a low hum.

The buzzing sound, like the breath of an ancient behemoth, echoed through the valley, causing the ground to tremble slightly and tiny pebbles to fall from the rock walls.

A figure emerged from behind the stone pillar; it was an elderly man dressed in a gray robe.

He exuded the pressure of a Golden Core cultivator, like an invisible mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts.

His gaze slowly swept over the crowd, his voice hoarse yet clear, echoing through the empty valley:

"Those who hold the tokens shall enter in order. The secret realm will be open for three days. After three days, you will be automatically teleported out no matter where you are. You can also leave early by crushing the token in advance."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his cloudy old eyes, and added, "In this secret realm, everyone is subject to fate. I hope you all act wisely and within your capabilities."

Lin Che remained calm as he took out the jet-black token from his storage bag and held it in his palm.

The token became slightly warm, as if sensing something. The spiritual patterns on its surface began to slowly flow, emitting a faint glow.

The monks holding the tokens walked toward the valley entrance one by one.

The light curtain between the three stone pillars rippled like water. Each time someone entered, a ripple would spread outwards, hitting the stone pillars and bouncing back, forming complex interference patterns.

Lin Che stood in the middle, neither hurried nor slow.

When it was his turn, the spiritual patterns on the token resonated with the array patterns on the stone pillar, emitting a clear and melodious sound, like the gentle tapping of an ancient bell, echoing for a long time in the valley.

The array was flashing with green light; the identity check was successful.

He stepped across the light screen.

A slight pulling sensation came from all directions, as if countless invisible hands were pulling his body.

First, everything went black, as if I had fallen into an endless abyss, then suddenly everything became clear.

A rich spiritual energy wafted over, carrying the damp scent of earth and rocks, along with a certain indescribable, ancient, and chilly aroma.

Lin Che opened his eyes and was greeted by a huge underground cavern.

The dome hangs high, hundreds of feet tall, and is covered with stalactites.

Some are as thin as bamboo shoots, only as thick as a finger, with glistening water droplets hanging from their tips;

Some are as thick as beams and pillars, requiring several people to encircle them, their surfaces covered with the marks of time.

Densely packed, like an inverted forest, casting overlapping shadows under the reflection of those luminous crystals.

"Ding-dong."

Water droplets occasionally gather at the tips of those stalactites, dripping onto the stalagmites on the ground and making a crisp sound.

The ground was rugged and uneven, with stalagmites and stone pillars of various shapes everywhere.

Some are like sharp swords pointing straight to the dome, their sharp edges seemingly capable of cutting through the air.

Some resembled giant beasts crouching on the ground, their deep, gaping mouths wide open;

Some resemble blooming flowers, layer upon layer, each with its own unique shape.

The cave walls are inlaid with countless luminous crystals, emitting a faint blue, green, and purple light, illuminating the entire space as if it were a dreamlike realm.

The lights intertwined, casting dappled shadows on the cave walls, flowing and shifting with Lin Che's movements, as if the entire cave was breathing.

There are numerous caves of all sizes, winding and rugged, scattered like a honeycomb on the rock walls.

Some of the cave entrances are wide enough to allow several people to enter side by side;

Some are so narrow that only one person can pass sideways;

Some are hidden behind stalactites and are not easily spotted unless you look closely.

He looked around and found that the monks who had entered with him had already dispersed.

Most people hurried toward the four largest cave entrances in front of them, afraid of falling behind.

Several others headed towards smaller openings, moving nimbly and disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

One person started climbing the rock face right where he was standing, using both hands and feet, clinging to the vertical rock like a gecko, searching for spiritual plants growing in the crevices.

Nobody wants to waste time.

The secret realm is only open for three days, making every moment precious.

Lin Che did not rush to take action.

He stood still, closed his eyes, and slowly dispersed his consciousness.

The divine sense of a Golden Core cultivator was significantly suppressed in this cave.

That omnipresent fold of time, like an invisible barrier, compressed his perception range to less than a hundred feet.

When the consciousness extends outward, one can clearly feel a certain resistance, as if walking in water, and each step forward requires several times more power than usual.

Even so, he is still far stronger than those Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Others need to figure it out on their own, but Lin Che can rely on his divine sense.

As for what he's looking for?

A moment later, he opened his eyes and looked toward the northwest of the cave.

There, a narrow crevice, no more than three feet wide, was hidden in the shadow of the cave to the west.

You wouldn't notice it at all if you didn't look closely.

Its edges blend almost seamlessly with the surrounding rocks, and the hair-thin crevice can only be seen from certain angles.

Deep within the rift, faint fluctuations of spiritual energy emanated, more concentrated and chaotic than those around it.

The Time Cave Secret Realm is mainly composed of a natural cave system that extends hundreds of feet underground, covering a total area of ​​about fifty miles. The cave passages are intricate and complex, like a maze.

Different caves have different laws governing time.

Time moves quickly in some caves; a day outside might be three days inside.

Time moves slowly in some caves; three days outside may only be one day inside.

However, in most caves, time is the same as outside.

The spiritual energy fluctuations deep within that rift are very likely from an entity possessing time folds and the laws of time.

Immediately, Lin Che stopped and strode towards the cave in front of him.