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He reached out and placed his hand on the spirit beast pouch at his waist.

A stench wafted over.

Suddenly, a beam of black light shot out.

It landed outside the palace and transformed into a creature resembling a dragon, several tens of feet long, with thick legs on both sides, and covered in silver armor.

Its aura was immense, causing many disciples to turn pale with fright.

"Everyone, ride on my spirit beast and head to our destination."

Li Huayuan lightly touched the top of the dragon's head with his toes and spoke to his many disciples.

His words carried an undeniable air of authority.

The disciple overcame his immense fear, for the beast was truly ferocious and terrifying, and possessed a powerful aura.

Each one landed on the dragon's hard, iron-like back like a dumpling.

"Set off!"

Li Huayuan said softly.

The giant beast beneath everyone's feet suddenly soared into the air and flew towards a certain direction on the horizon, soon turning into a small silver dot.

In the desolate mountains and wilderness.

The giant beast stopped here.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and dismounted from the giant beast.

Before long, several streaks of light flew in from the horizon, representing the other six factions.

With all seven factions present, the secret realm was about to be opened, and the trial would officially begin.

However, a small incident occurred.

It turns out to be the Hidden Moon Sect. In addition to Fairy Ni Chang, they also sent a Golden Core expert this time.

Not the team leader.

Instead, they came to observe with a playful and carefree attitude.

He's called Old Monster Qiong, and he's incredibly powerful.

He summoned Li Huayuan and the Taoist priests from the Qingxu Sect and proposed a bet based on the quantity of medicinal herbs each sect brought out.

His bet was an invisible needle-shaped talisman created from his own natal magic treasure.

Li Huayuan and the other man frowned. Among the seven sects, the Hidden Moon Sect was the strongest, not only in terms of its high-level strength, but also in terms of its low-level Qi Refining cultivators.

They must be crazy to agree to Qiong Laoguai's request.

Seeing the troubled expressions on their faces, Old Monster Qiong knew that they had misunderstood something.

He immediately explained:

"It's not a comparison of the three families separately, but a comparison of my Yanyue Sect and the two of you combined."

Upon hearing this, Li Huayuan and the Qingxu Sect Taoist exchanged a glance, both showing interest.

Two against one, the advantage is in my hands!

Thus, a clever gamble was arranged.

This was just a small incident before the start of the secret realm.

The trial has officially begun.

The portal was opened.

Many streaks of light flew in.

Fang Mu's figure blended in among them, going completely unnoticed.

However, during the flight, a figure approached him.

Fang Mu knew him; his surname was Chen, and he was a member of the same clan as Chen Qiaoqian.

With a flick of his wrist, a streak of light shot rapidly toward Fang Mu's face.

Fang Mu grabbed it, and inside was a jade slip.

At the same time, the voice of this tribesman appeared in his ear:

"Senior Sister Chen said that Senior Brother Lu's matter has been settled in the valley through her efforts, and no one will care. After all, a dead genius doesn't count. You can focus on participating in this trial without worry."

"Thank you for informing me."

As a person with a unique spiritual root, Senior Brother Lu was highly regarded by some Foundation Establishment managers in the valley.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been rewarded with a Foundation Establishment Pill.

This matter has always been a thorn in Fang Mu's side.

They were afraid of being confronted by someone.

But now, judging from what he said, Chen Qiaoqian used her connections to secretly resolve the matter.

Fang Mu was overjoyed, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared before my eyes, and a dizzying sensation swept over me as the scene changed.

We entered the secret realm.

The spiritual energy here is much richer than in the outside world.

If one can cultivate in such an environment for a long time, even with his three-attribute spiritual roots, his cultivation level can be improved slightly.

I was standing on soft ground, surrounded by people.

Fang Mu discovered that once inside the secret realm, there were no longer any rules to bind him.

The principle followed here is the Dark Forest Theory.

Strength is the only truth.

Weakness is the original sin.

In previous trials, only a small percentage of the cultivators perished in the wild beasts.

Most of them were killed by the other cultivators who entered with them. It was murder for treasure.

What's happening here will remain unknown to anyone as long as it's not discovered.

A cultivator who has been exposed to the elements is a cultivator who has undergone a tribulation.

If you are not discovered, it does not count as a treacherous cultivator.

Fang Mu noticed that many people were starting to look at those around them differently.

A beast called greed within his body grew infinitely larger.

However, there are also many people who belong to the same family, have a deep and extraordinary relationship, and choose to stick together for warmth.

This way, the medicinal herbs and other treasures obtained inside will be distributed less evenly among each person.

But at least safety is guaranteed.

Fang Mu noticed that the Chen clansman who had given him the jade slip outside was surrounded by a large group of people.

That person was clearly the leader of the Chen family this time.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, he thought for a moment, then walked up to Fang Mu and said softly:

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you are Chen Qiaoqian's Daoist partner. Would you like to join our team? Although the rewards will be less, at least you will be safe and secure."

"Thank you for the invitation, fellow Daoist, but I am accustomed to traveling alone."

Fang Mu politely declined.

"In that case, I wish you success inside."

The person didn't force him, after all, everyone has their own ambitions.

Twisted melons are not sweet.

Fang Mu watched the Chen family's group leave.

He started to set off.

We had just left the meadow we had just entered when we arrived at a dense grove of trees.

Then, screams of agony could be heard coming from inside.

The killing has officially begun.

Fang Mu, however, was engrossed in the jade slip in his hand, reading the information inside.

Upon seeing the contents, his eyes widened in delight.

Inside was a detailed map of the secret realm.

It was discovered by the Chen family through countless years and generations of exploration.

Five locations are specifically marked, all of which are reliable sources of materials for refining Foundation Building Pills.

Fang Mu's face lit up with joy.

With this map, he could save a lot of time.

Without a map, he was a rogue cultivator, wandering around like a headless fly, which undoubtedly reduced his efficiency considerably.

This map is priceless.

The thought that Chen Qiaoqian had specially found it for him made him feel incredibly happy.

A warm feeling welled up inside me.

Just as he was determining the direction and preparing to fly towards a location marked on the jade slip.

Suddenly he stopped, looked in a certain direction in the forest, and said calmly:

"Sir, come out, I've seen you."

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A round of applause followed.

Three figures emerged from the place where his gaze was fixed.

Each of them was dressed in black robes, their auras were surging, and their faces were filled with a fierce and menacing air. They looked like fierce and evil people who were not to be trifled with.

"One is at the 12th level of Qi Refining, and the other two are at the 11th level of Qi Refining."

Fang Mu sensed a chill as he detected the cultivation levels of the three individuals.

"This mountain is mine, these trees are mine..."

"Sir, leave behind all your spiritual treasures, and if I'm in a good mood, I might consider sparing your life."

The man in the middle first recited a long tongue twister, then made his demands: he wanted to rob Fang Mu.

Fang Mu chuckled, no longer concealing his cultivation level, and released it completely.

Qi Refining Stage Thirteen, Great Perfection!