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The moment Xie Mo's name appeared, the Third Elder had an extremely strange feeling.

It was as if his great-grandmother, whom he hadn't seen for many years, had fallen from the sky and landed right on his face, causing him to have difficulty breathing and feel dizzy.

He quickly covered his chest and closed his eyes.

He muttered quietly in the audience, "Hallucination, hallucination, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming..."

After repeating this several times, the Third Elder opened his eyes again and immediately saw Xie Mo's name.

If the group were outside, they might have a chance to stop them.

But they've already gone in...

They went inside...

"..."

"..."

The audience suddenly fell silent.

After a few seconds, the Wuji Sect Master's voice broke the silence: "So that's why the Lingxiao Sect has been so quiet lately, they've been secretly participating in the competition."

but……

Once everyone signs up for this kind of secret realm through live streaming, they'll all know about their existence, so why bother being secretive?

Several sect leaders and elders from different sects looked over with puzzled expressions.

Cheng Jiangui instantly broke out in a cold sweat: "..."

Can he say that he doesn't know either?

"Aaaaaah!" The Third Elder could hardly control his emotions and lunged forward to grab Cheng Jiangui by the neck: "Cheng Jiangui, look at the worthless disciples you've taught! Get them out here right now..."

"If anything happens to Xie Mo, I'll fight you to the death!"

Cheng Jiangui was dragged into this for no reason, and he looked like a complete victim: "..."

Cheng Jiangui didn't know if Xie Mo would suffer any harm, but he knew he'd be strangled if he didn't say something soon: "I know you're anxious, but don't rush!"

The Third Elder loosened his grip slightly, giving him a moment to catch his breath.

However, in just a few seconds, Cheng Jiangui tried to come up with an excuse for these naughty kids, but he couldn't think of one.

He struggled for a moment, then gave up, closed his eyes, and said, "Now you can continue to be anxious!"

"..."

The imagined feeling of suffocation did not come.

The hand on his neck seemed to have been electrocuted, and trembled slightly.

"hiss……"

The sect leader of Wuji Sect gasped, "Cheng Jiangui, you've been hiding your true strength quite well..."

"?"

Cheng Jiangui was puzzled and quietly opened one eye.

Following everyone's gaze, he saw in one of the scenes in the water screen that his five little brats from the Lingxiao Sect stopped their frantic escape like big black rats and took off their black robes.

Su Yuanshuang, Ye Jin, Qi Jue, Yun hope, and Xie Mo.

At first glance, Cheng Jiangui didn't see anything wrong; it was indeed the brat he had raised.

The next second, he stood up straight in the audience, completely dumbfounded.

When Xie Mo went in, he was probably dragged along by the people next to him, so that the five of them could keep the same crazy dog ​​speed and go in quickly so that they wouldn't be discovered.

They didn't use a wheelchair when they went in. Cheng Jiangui briefly thought about what the mischievous kids wanted and seemed to understand.

But once inside, Xie Mo still didn't use a wheelchair.

The boy surveyed every blade of grass and tree in the Abyss of Spirits, took a deep breath, lifted his foot, and his steps were not very steady, even somewhat like a child learning to walk. He slowly, but very hard, caught up with the pace of the others.

The audience was in an uproar.

"Shemer was actually able to stand up?"

"He grew two legs?"

"Impossible! Does the Lingxiao Sect really have that much power?"

Equally excited was the Yao family patriarch, who also stood up from the audience, wishing he could rush into the secret realm and steal Xie Mo to study him.

The Yao family has always been reluctant to communicate with outsiders, especially the major sects in the cultivation world.

But at this moment, remembering Yao He's missing right arm, he couldn't help but ask, "Sect Leader Cheng, what method did your sect use? Could you please tell me?"

Cheng Jiangui didn't reply; he remained motionless, frozen in place in the audience.

The Third Elder's eyes were brimming with tears, and his mouth trembled into waves.

Of the three audience members from Lingxiao Sect, only the First Elder was relatively normal. He took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to the wailing Third Elder, while putting the petrified Cheng Jiangui back in his seat.

It's unrealistic to expect those kids to back down now that things have come to this. Since Xie Mo has stood up, he must have encountered some kind of opportunity.

The elder asked, "Shall we take a look first?"

As long as Xie Mo is okay, everything is negotiable. The Third Elder instantly transformed back into a calm, tearful old man, nodding his head with red eyes and staring intently at the water curtain.

Seeing that none of the three paid any attention to him, the Yao family head pursed his lips and did not continue to ask further questions. He sat down and stared at the water screen, his mind wandering.

At that time, the other participating teams in the secret realm did not know what had happened, they only knew that there was another pair of competitors.

Lu Qiwu was quite happy: "I knew Xie Mo would be able to get in."

Yao He was slightly stunned when he saw the name. Recalling the scene when the other party defeated him in the previous Talisman Cultivation Competition, a fighting spirit arose in his heart.

"What good would it do for a sickly guy to get in?" Yao Yu looked down on him.

"Shut up."

Yao He interrupted him coldly: "Now that you're in, you're our enemy, and we must take you seriously."

The boy pouted and lowered his head to hide his displeasure: "I understand."

On the other side, a different voice emerged from the Xiao family's group.

"Why is another group coming in? The Lingxiao Sect?"

"I've never heard of this sect's participation before. It must have been decided at the last minute. The talisman cultivator in the team is named Xie Mo. He is the second-ranked disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and was the first place winner in the previous Talisman Cultivation Competition."

"Shermer? That sickly guy?"

If anyone were to notice the scene here, they would realize that the person leading the Xiao family group was not the young master Xiao Shixia, but a female cultivator from the Xuan Yin Sect named Mo Qingcheng.

Beneath the black robe was a stunningly beautiful face, her phoenix eyes slightly raised as if in thought.

Someone nearby asked, "So, what's our plan...?"

She traced the names of the newly added individuals on the token with her fingertips, her tone nonchalant: "A few more little mice won't affect anything. Just proceed with the plan as usual."

"Yes!" the man replied.

The Myriad Spirits Abyss is a vast forest where it rains year-round. The sky is overcast, blurring the lines between day and night, and dark shadows can be seen flitting through the clouds.

The rules for secret realms are mostly the same, but the Myriad Spirits Abyss has only one special rule compared to other secret realms.

"Those who are undergoing trials must not approach the dark clouds; those who do so will bear the consequences themselves."

Yunxi read the regulations aloud, then looked up at the sky: "Is it the same height restriction as in Buguichuan?"

"It's not quite the same." Xie Mo had never been to the River of No Return, but he had heard of it.

The height restriction at the River of No Return is simply to prevent others from taking advantage of the situation and directly obtaining the treasures of the maze. The worst outcome of flying to a high place is being expelled from the secret realm, and there will be no danger to one's life.

In the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits, once someone gets close to the clouds, they will disappear from this world without a trace. Over the years, all those who have had the courage to try have disappeared without exception.

No one can see the true face of those hidden in the clouds, and that's precisely why such a rule was established.