Good heavens, the ancestor has gone to confess his love again!

With his footsteps breaking through the swirling mist, Xu Pingsheng stepped into the heart of the secret realm.

The anticipated scene of deafening roars and ancient ferocious beasts rampaging and fighting did not materialize.

What came into view was an endless expanse of piled-up, withered bones.

The ground was littered with debris, including the incomplete skeletons of human cultivators, the remains of wild beasts with thick scales and many legs, the remains of extraterrestrial spirits with pure white bodies and slender bones, and the remains of strange alien races with skulls bearing two horns and bone patterns covered with strange runes.

Xu Pingsheng's gaze swept over the area, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Those horned alien races and runic skeletons have never been recorded in any ancient texts and are definitely not native to the Kunxu Realm.

Could it be that the core of this Primordial Secret Realm is not only connected to the Kunxu realm, but also linked to countless unknown extraterrestrial worlds?

Countless beings crossed boundaries to enter this place, only to be buried here in the end.

He walked slowly forward, his gaze wandering among the piles of bones, when suddenly a familiar fragment of a moon-white Taoist robe caught his eye.

Those are the exclusive attire for elders of the Fuyao Holy Land.

He recognized at a glance that the remains should belong to the previous Grand Elder of Fuyao.

That senior was one of the strongest people in the human race, with the cultivation level of a quasi-emperor at the ninth level. When his lifespan was about to end, he stepped into the core of the Primordial Secret Realm to try to find out the truth, but unfortunately, he did not send out a single message.

Since he was buried here, the human race has established an ironclad rule, strictly prohibiting cultivators with cultivation levels above the eighth level of Quasi-Emperor from entering the secret realm, for fear of losing another pillar.

Looking at the shattered bones beneath the tattered clothing, Xu Pingsheng couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

Even if one was renowned throughout the world and possessed unparalleled cultivation and immense prestige during their lifetime, in the end they were nothing more than an insignificant skeleton among thousands of withered bones, vanishing silently into nothingness.

He suppressed his emotions and continued to steadily advance towards the deepest part of the secret realm.

After about half an incense stick's time, the clouds and mist in front of us suddenly dispersed.

In the very center, a colossal monument stands tall and imposing, its towering form piercing the vast sky and exuding an aura of timelessness and grandeur.

The ancient and imposing stele is surrounded by layers of faint, shimmering radiance, its light flowing gracefully and its Taoist charm enduring.

The stele is engraved with three large gilded characters, the strokes powerful and vigorous, seemingly piercing the stars and exuding an aura of eternal authority.

Climbing the Immortal Monument.

Beside the stone tablet stands an ancient wooden plaque with free and unrestrained calligraphy, quite different from the solemn characters on the tablet. The two lines are clearly written in parallel couplets:

Your name will be inscribed on the Ascension Stele; you may become my disciple.

Xu Pingsheng: ? ? ? ? ?

What a load of bull!

He saw through the trickery at a glance.

The three characters of the "Ascending to Immortality Stele" each contain the principles of heaven and earth, carrying the spirit of eternity; they are truly the calligraphy of the Great Dao.

Although the inscription on this wooden plaque also exudes an aura of immortality, its level of attainment is vastly different from that of the large characters on the Ascension Stele.

there is only one truth.

The owner of this wooden plaque may be the owner of this Primordial Secret Realm, but he is just using the supreme prestige of the Ascension Stele to gild his own reputation.

Xu Pingsheng ignored them, raised his eyes, and stared intently at the solemn and majestic Ascension Stele, looking at the names of the geniuses engraved for eternity.

At the very top of the monument, above all other names, stands a single, solitary character, simple yet imposing enough to stagnate the very energy of the entire world.

shortage.

The single character floated in the air, without surname or title, yet it carried a terrifying sense of oppression that could crush all ages. Its vast and powerful aura swept across the land, causing Xu Pingsheng's soul to tremble violently, and an endless chill instantly surged in his heart.

What a bizarre name!

What terrifying Taoist aura!

The power of a single word can suppress countless geniuses—how incredibly awesome is that!

and many more!

His brows furrowed suddenly, and his mind raced through the ancient secrets circulating in the Kunxu Realm.

In the ancient era, a peerless genius, unparalleled throughout the ages, appeared in the Kunxu Realm. He dominated his era and was invincible throughout history. His name was simply "Huang" (荒).

Could the person on the monument be that ancient genius?

But the ancient times are long gone, and countless cycles of reincarnation have passed. This Ascension Stele has existed in such a distant era.

At this moment, Xu Pingsheng was even more certain.

The owner of this Primordial Secret Realm must be the one who erected the wooden plaque. He used some unknown means to move this Ascension Stele, which was inherited from the ancient times and had a terrifying origin, to this place.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and continued to look down.

The second name that comes into view is also quite simple—Lin X.

"??????" Xu Pingsheng's lips twitched slightly.

What kind of weird name is that?

Where in the world is there such a perfunctory way of naming a child?

Could it be that this senior is completely illiterate and can't write his full name at all, so he just made up a code name to fool people?

Xu Pingsheng suddenly had this utterly absurd conjecture.

Did Senior Lin X misallocate all his skill points?

They have absolutely no cultural knowledge!

He muttered to himself, his gaze continuing to sweep downwards.

The more than three hundred names on the stele are mostly ancient geniuses who have never been heard of before. Only a few of their names are recorded in the ancient books and fragments of the Kunxu Realm.

At that moment, Xu Pingsheng was completely unaware that, just as he was concentrating on the stele, a hazy and ethereal phantom quietly emerged from the deep and boundless core of the Ascension Stele.

Hidden within the Daoist aura, she stared intently at him, her tone explosive and filled with disbelief.

"Holy crap! Am I seeing things?"

The phantom spoke in a frenzied tone, filled with shock.

"This little guy actually mastered both the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger and the Heavenly Emperor Scripture at the same time!!!"

"The Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger is a technique created by that bastard in his early years. It's understandable that it ended up in a small world by chance and this kid learned it! But this Heavenly Emperor Scripture... that was a top-tier supreme technique that old thing created at the cost of his life to forcibly transcend the Immortal Realm and almost become a public enemy of the Immortal Realm!"

"Since the separation of immortals and mortals and the alteration of the laws of heaven and earth, only a few rudimentary immortal-level cultivation techniques remain in the three thousand minor worlds, and the entry barriers are extremely high, making it difficult for even one person to master them! As for the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, it is simply not a peerless cultivation technique that the physical foundation and comprehension ability of mortals can support!"

The phantom of the monument spirit was completely dumbfounded, its composure shattered, filled with self-doubt: "This little guy actually succeeded? Could it be that that old thing has already perished?"

He immediately contradicted himself, with a hint of mocking schadenfreude:

"Impossible! That old bastard is treacherous and cunning, his methods of self-preservation are unparalleled in the heavens. How could he possibly perish so easily? If he had truly died and his cultivation had vanished, it would have already caused the heavens and earth to grieve and weep. There should have been a great rainstorm to celebrate! Haha!"

After speaking, the illusory figure pondered for a moment, then murmured a guess:

"Could it be... that this kid is the reincarnation of that old bastard?"

"That can't be! That old man is a complete virgin; he's never even held a woman's hand in his entire life, and he blushes even when talking to an old woman..."

"And this kid's internal energy is chaotic, clearly indicating he's been with many women. He still carries a strong feminine scent, showing that even entering this secret realm didn't cause my brother any suffering. How could these two be the same person?"

"Holy crap! This kid's Pure Yang Holy Body and Perfect Supreme Bone are a perfect match!!"

Seemingly having discovered something interesting, the spirit of the monument exclaimed in surprise.

A few breaths later, the spirit of the monument's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a mischievous idea instantly formed in his mind. A playful, old-man-like smile appeared on his face:

"This kid has good aptitude; with that alone, he should be ranked around 130 on the Ascension Stele!"

"How about we pull some strings for him, jump straight into the top 50, and make him the target of a lot of hatred?"

"Hehehe~~"

Loud laughter echoed throughout the interior of the Ascension Stele.