Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The warship jolted violently, as if it had crashed into some unseen wall.

The Chen family's ancient warship, which had been sailing smoothly, came to an abrupt stop in mid-air.

A deafening roar came from outside the cabin, followed by several extremely powerful auras colliding recklessly, and the resulting storm of spiritual energy shattered the surrounding clouds.

Chen Xuan sat on the soft couch, holding the "towel" that Su Chang'an had condensed with his soul power, and was casually drying his hair.

The moment the warship stopped, his body swayed slightly, without even lifting his eyelids.

Su Chang'an, who was floating in mid-air, was a little annoyed by the sudden stop.

She floated to the window and peeked out.

Good guy.

The once empty space is now completely blocked.

Besides the Chen family's dark warship, which looked like a giant coffin, there were two other equally enormous ships moored opposite them.

The ship on the left is entirely golden, with dragons and phoenixes carved on its hull, and every deck is glowing. A huge flag is planted on the bow, embroidered with a glittering golden character "姬" (Ji).

That was the Ji family of Zhongzhou behind the Great Qian Dynasty.

The one on the right is a bit more understated. It's made of some kind of ancient blue-green wood and has a medicinal fragrance. The sail is painted with an ancient medicine cauldron, which is the symbol of the royal family of Zhongzhou.

The three warships faced each other in a triangular formation, neither giving way to the other.

"Tsk, what a small world."

Su Chang'an floated back to Chen Xuan's side, sat cross-legged in the void, and rested his chin on his hand. "This is going to be interesting. All the imperial families of Central Continent have gathered here."

Chen Xuan didn't speak, but simply clenched the "towel" in his hand a little tighter.

Just then, a series of synchronized footsteps sounded outside.

Immediately afterward, an old voice, yet exuding a chilling aura, pierced through the ship's protective barriers and boomed in Chen Xuan's ears.

"Chen Xuan, come out."

The old man stood on the top deck of the warship, looking down at Chen Xuan below. There was not a trace of warmth in his eyes as if he were looking at his own descendant; there was only the indifference of someone looking at a tool.

"The secret realm has been opened."

"Take those disciples from the collateral branches of the family inside."

"Remember who you are."

Chen Daolin's voice carried an undeniable air of authority, "You are the imperial son of the Chen family, and also a weapon of the Chen family. Both the Ji and Wang families will send representatives into this trial. Remember your identity."

After saying that, Chen Daolin didn't even bother to look at Chen Xuan again and turned around to go back to the cabin.

Chen Xuan ignored her.

He stood up, casually wrapped the black robe around his body, grabbed the broken sword on the table, and strode out.

Su Chang'an sighed and could only resign himself to following.

The deck was already full of people.

The younger generation of the Chen family were almost all present, each dressed in fine clothes and exuding arrogance.

As soon as Chen Xuan came out, the previously noisy deck instantly fell silent.

The Chen family members looked at him with complicated expressions.

There was disdain, there was fear, but more than anything, there was a cold indifference towards the dead.

Chen Xuan acted as if he didn't see these people at all, walked straight to the corner, hugged the broken sword and leaned against it, exuding a deathly aura that said "keep away, living people away".

"Now that everyone's here, let's begin."

The third ancestor of the Chen family glanced at Chen Xuan indifferently, as if he were looking at a handy tool.

He raised his hand and cast a hand seal into the void.

At the same time, two elders emerged from the warships of the Ji and Wang families on the opposite side, and they also cast spells.

Three beams of light converged in the center of the void.

"Boom!"

A tooth-grinding scraping sound rang out.

It was as if a hole had been forcibly torn open in the void.

A corner of an ancient and desolate continent slowly emerged from the crack.

The continent was a hazy gray expanse, filled with ruins and remnants, exuding a sense of ancient desolation.

Just one glance is enough to make you feel like your soul is being sucked in.

"The Secret Realm of the Three Emperors!"

A low gasp rippled through the crowd.

Su Chang'an floated above Chen Xuan's head, his eyes lighting up as he watched the continent slowly emerge.

She knows this place very well!

Back in the day, this was one of the high-level dungeons in the later stages of the game.

It is said that the inheritances of three ancient emperors are buried here. Of course, Su Chang'an doesn't care about those inheritances; what she cares about is a local specialty.

Soul nourishing wood.

Those are rare and precious materials that can nourish the soul and even help the soul rebuild its foundation.

Although her soul appears solid now, it is actually like a tree without roots, entirely dependent on Chen Xuan for support.

If she could obtain the Soul-Nourishing Wood, she could live more peacefully in Chen Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and might even be able to recover some of her strength.

"Kid, there's something good here."

Su Chang'an leaned close to Chen Xuan's ear and whispered, "Be smart when you go in. Don't just focus on killing people. Get some wood for Dad."

Chen Xuan's ears twitched.

He couldn't hear anything about "soul-nourishing wood"; he only heard the woman who called herself a demon breathing in his ear.

The tingling sensation made his fingers tighten involuntarily around the sword.

He touched the cold jade pendant in his arms, the only memento left by Su Chang'an.

He could endure it for this reason.

"Buzz—"

The entrance to the secret realm has been completely secured.

The three warships began to converge, preparing to send their own sons inside.

A young man in full golden armor stepped off the Ji family's warship.

This man was indeed handsome, but his attire was too conspicuous. He was glittering from head to toe, and even his hair was tied up with a gold crown, which made a jingling sound when he walked, as if he wanted everyone to know that he was rich.

This is Ji Wushuang, the divine son of the Ji family.

As soon as he landed, his gaze swept around the Chen family's area, finally settling on Chen Xuan in the corner.

"Oh, so this is that madman from the Chen family?"

Ji Wushuang waved her golden fan, her face full of exaggerated mockery, "Is the Chen family out of people? They even send out this piece of trash with a shattered Dao heart to embarrass themselves?"

"I heard that in the Northern Region, he ruined himself to the point of looking neither human nor ghost for some demoness?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, they really disgrace our Central Continent's prodigies."

His words were met with a burst of laughter from those around him.

Even among the Chen family's own members, many showed expressions of disdain.

On the other side, a girl wearing a white dress and a veil walked over from the Wang family's group.

She was still eight zhang away from Chen Xuan when she exaggeratedly covered her nose, her brows furrowed tightly.

"The smell of blood is so strong."

The Heavenly Maiden of the Wang Family took two steps back in disgust. "This kind of beast that only knows how to kill is not worthy of entering the secret realm with us. It's a disgrace to this precious land."

Chen Xuan remained leaning against the corner.

He didn't even lift an eyelid to these taunts and insults.

He simply kept his head down, intently adjusting his cuffs.

Su Chang'an had been nagging him for a long time, saying that his cuffs were covered in dust and looked dirty.

Although he knew it was the inner demon's nitpicking, he still subconsciously reached out and patted it.

It's all clean now.

Good.

"Hey! You madman, I'm talking to you!"

Seeing that Chen Xuan was completely ignoring her, Ji Wushuang immediately felt embarrassed.

He closed his fan, pointed at Chen Xuan's nose, and cursed, "You really are an ill-mannered wretch, just like your vixen lover, both of you are worthless!"

"Zheng—"

A crisp sword rang out.

Chen Xuan stopped adjusting his cuffs.

He slowly raised his head, his dark eyes looking at Ji Wushuang without any emotion.

It's like looking at a corpse.

"What did you say?"

Chen Xuan's voice was very soft, so soft that it seemed as if it would be blown away by the wind.

But the sudden burst of coldness caused the surrounding temperature to drop to freezing point instantly.

Ji Wushuang felt uneasy under that gaze and subconsciously took a step back.

But soon, he felt it was too embarrassing to be intimidated by a piece of trash, so he puffed out his chest and shouted, "I said you're trash! Your lover is a vixen! What? You want to fight? Come on! This divine son will give you a handicap..."

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

It wasn't the sound of a slap.

Su Chang'an snapped his fingers in mid-air.

She floated above Chen Xuan's head, looking down at the golden-glowing Ji Wushuang, her beautiful face full of displeasure.

"It's so noisy."

Su Chang'an picked at his ear, looking disgusted. "It's one thing to be ugly, but he dresses like a nouveau riche. It hurts my eyes."

She lowered her head and whispered in Chen Xuan's ear.

The illusory face was almost pressed against Chen Xuan's cheek, its tone carrying a bandit-like air that seemed to thrive on chaos.

"Kid, did you hear me?"

"This guy called your dad a witch and you a piece of trash."

"Can you tolerate this?"

Su Chang'an pointed at Ji Wushuang's smug face and said fiercely, "Don't be polite to him once you're inside."

"That guy in the golden armor is so dazzling, he almost blinded your father."

"Go, beat him up."

"Strip him of that gold-plated suit, and I'll give you a new outfit later."

Chen Xuan paused slightly in his grip on the sword.

The woman's arrogant and domineering voice was in my ears.

She did not advise him to endure it.

He wasn't asked to consider the bigger picture.

She just disliked that the man's clothes were too flashy and his mouth was too foul, so she sent him to beat someone up.

"Slay him?"

Chen Xuan repeated the word in his mind.

Very vulgar.

Very violent.

But... it sounds really nice.

Chen Xuan's cold, hard face suddenly twitched in a very subtle way.

The corners of her mouth turned up slightly in an almost imperceptible arc.

That was a smile.

A laugh that carried the scent of blood, yet also carried a strange sense of pleasure.

"it is good."

He silently replied with a single word in his mind.

Since the inner demons want to watch the show.

Since she finds that person too dazzling.

Then...we'll cut him down.

Chen Xuan straightened up, no longer looking at Ji Wushuang who was still shouting, nor paying attention to the Wang family's heavenly maiden who looked disgusted.

Holding the broken sword, he was the first to step towards the crack in the void.

His back view was solitary, yet it carried an indescribable arrogance.

just wait.

We entered the secret realm.

Who is the hunter and who is the prey is still uncertain.