Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

A fourth-grade superior palace-level magic treasure—this level of magic treasure could drive countless Nascent Soul True Monarchs mad.

Its value surpasses that of dozens of fourth-tier magic weapons.

If converted into third-tier spiritual items, its value is comparable to thousands of third-tier spiritual items; if converted into sect contribution points, it is at least hundreds of millions of contribution points.

Of course, that's not how it's calculated. Sect contribution points cannot be exchanged for Tier 3 and Tier 4 resources.

The Luo Tian Palace is among the top-tier fourth-tier magic treasures, on par with the Bei Chen Palace of the Bei Chen True Lord in the outside world.

What is True Monarch Beichen's cultivation level? Late Nascent Soul stage. What is Lin Zhao's cultivation level? Late Foundation Establishment stage.

The gap is too big.

Lin Zhao stood there for a long time, but in the end, he put away the Luo Tian Palace.

He told himself that he would never use this thing in the secret realm, and that this secret had to be kept in his heart.

He didn't know whether the Nascent Soul True Monarchs outside could detect it.

We can only rely on the sect's 70,000-year reputation.

The sects have always been known for protecting their own members and maintaining a certain bottom line among the seven overlords.

There are two factions within the sects regarding their ideologies. One faction believes that cultivators have the duty to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, protect mortals, and guide civilization.

Another school of thought believes in the survival of the fittest.

But overall, the faction that protects mortals usually has the upper hand.

However, a fourth-grade high-quality palace magic treasure is of too great value, and no one can say for sure what True Monarch Beichen is thinking.

Lin Zhao shook his head. There were some things he couldn't control, and thinking about them was pointless.

But he couldn't help but think about it. If he could really take the Luo Tian Palace out, after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, this would be his biggest trump card.

He doesn't even need to fully recover. As long as one-third of the twenty-three spirit-gathering pools are filled, with the Luo Tian Domain and the Void Escape Technique, he won't be afraid of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

But the prerequisite is—that I can take it back.

He took a deep breath, suppressed these anxious thoughts, sat cross-legged, and recovered his spiritual power.

Two hours later, he got up.

The five-colored light pierced the sky and flew towards the ancient city's defense line.

The secret realm is not far from being fully opened. Only one sacred site remains.

But it's hard to say.

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As Lin Zhao broke through two sacred sites, strange phenomena occurred frequently throughout the secret realm. The tremors of the earth grew stronger with each passing moment.

Birds and beasts scattered in all directions, and occasionally, phantom images of ancient runes never seen before flashed by in the air.

Coupled with the various rumors circulating beforehand, the mortals in the secret realm understood one thing—the secret realm was about to open.

In addition, the Luo family had been spreading the word that only by going to the city could they survive.

Thus began a great migration of countless mortals. Although the main force of the demonic calamity was concentrated in the ancient city, scattered individuals infected with the Three Deadly Demonic Poisons were everywhere.

On the migration route, some people turned into monsters as they walked, and some entire villages disappeared into the wilderness.

The Luo Tian Secret Realm has been struck by an unprecedented disaster.

But after being driven to the brink, many remarkable figures emerged.

Breaking through a martial artist's realm, awakening one's talent—even some old cultivators who were stuck at a bottleneck their whole lives took that step between life and death.

The Holy Son of All Spirits began to go all out to defend the ancient city.

He commanded nearly ten million demons, spreading across a radius of a hundred miles, surging towards the ancient city like a tide.

There were too many demons. Looking out from the city wall, the horizon was black, and the densely packed heads stretched all the way to the horizon.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and a sweet, putrid smell that made one want to vomit.

The Holy Son of All Spirits stood on a high slope behind the demon army, his hands forming hand seals and his mouth chanting obscure incantations.

As the incantation progressed, an eerie atmosphere began to permeate the battlefield—countless wisps of mist rose from the ground, from the wounds of corpses, from the dried blood, all converging towards a single point in the sky.

Then a terrible phenomenon appeared in the sky.

Blood Moon in the Sky

A phantom blood moon took shape before the horrified eyes of the crowd.

The blood moon hung directly above the battlefield, its red light seeping out and turning the entire battlefield a dark red.

It's obvious without even thinking that it's another forbidden technique from the Myriad Beasts Spirit Lord's Palace.

This blood moon seems to have the potential to alter the celestial phenomena.

Changing celestial phenomena—summoning wind and rain, moving mountains and overturning seas—is something only a Nascent Soul True Lord can do.

The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Spirits borrowed the lifeblood of tens of millions of demons and accumulated power for three days and three nights before he could barely activate it and forcibly hang the Blood Moon above the ancient city.

If this final blow is to be truly unleashed, it will require the sacrifice of tens of millions of demons.

But the Holy Son of All Spirits can't worry about that.

His original plan for entering the secret realm was to transform all the mortals within it into demons, creating a demon kingdom.

Ultimately, by sacrificing tens of millions of mortals to activate this forbidden technique, imprinting the aura of the Blood Moon into a fifth-tier spiritual treasure, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Myriad Beasts Spirit Venerable Palace could gain the upper hand after the secret realm collapsed and seize the Luo Tian Umbrella.

Unfortunately, the plan fell through.

The nine holy sites opened at a speed far exceeding his expectations. He had no choice but to fight with all his might.

Three days before the Blood Moon was activated, he single-handedly swept through everyone in front of the ancient city's defenses.

Apart from the two deceased disciples, Yan Feng and Lin Zhao had not yet arrived. The remaining six disciples of the Yunhai Cangming Sect had all gathered, and even Pei Yue had made a move—but none of them were a match for the Wanling Saint Son who commanded millions of demons.

Luo Wen did not fight the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Spirits again.

His opponent was the blood moon in the sky. Once that thing fell, no one could stop it except him, who was wielding a fourth-tier magic weapon.

If he doesn't stop them, everyone will die.

Even with a fourth-tier magic weapon in hand, he dared not say he could definitely block it.

The fourth-tier magic weapon was very powerful, but his foundation was far inferior to that of Lin Zhao and the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Spirits.

In front of the sect disciples, he could only be described as an ordinary cultivator; he had only inherited the Luo Huang Cauldron by chance.

At the same time, in the core area of ​​the ancient city.

A secret room, hidden deep within the ancient city, with its entrance a bronze gate more than ten feet high.

The door was covered with runes from the Luo Tian Sect. There was no light coming through the cracks, only an old, musty smell seeping out.

Yan Feng stood in front of the door.

He got in easily. With the fighting outside so intense, no one paid attention to this place. He was of Luo Tian Sect blood, so the door didn't really repel him.

Over the years, he has also had many opportunities; otherwise, he would not have been able to escape the pursuit of the Nascent Soul cultivators on one occasion.

He wanted to seize this last opportunity in the secret realm.

As for those outside who fight to the death for mortals—he disdained them.

Strength is everything.

He had always understood the law of the jungle in the cultivation world.

The bronze gate slowly opened before him, and he stepped inside. The gate then slowly closed behind him.

At the same time, outside the secret realm.

Several late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were also wondering why the Luo Tian Secret Realm was opening so quickly, and they wondered which old geezer had used some underhanded tactics.

But everyone was used to it.

As the seven overlords who rule this world and set the rules, breaking the rules is the norm.

When seven major parties are involved, all sorts of unexpected problems are bound to arise.