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On the day the Heavenly Ruins Secret Realm opened, a hideous gaping hole, stretching for thousands of miles, appeared in the sky above the desolate wasteland in the far west of the Molten Fire Domain.

Chaotic void currents surged at the edge of the gap, tearing the entire sky to shreds.

Deep within the gap.

The outline of a dilapidated ancient ruin can be vaguely seen.

Like a colossal beast that has slumbered for millennia, it is slowly opening its eyes, eyes capable of devouring everything.

The wasteland was already filled with powerful warriors from various races across the four regions.

Standing at the front were the prodigies from the Holy Blood Clan, each of them exuding an aura as deep and profound as an abyss.

The Fire Demon Clan, the One-Eyed Clan, the Iron Horn Clan, the Stone Demon Clan... these powerful clans, who could dominate a region in the outside world, didn't even dare to breathe loudly at this moment.

Because of the real focus.

Further ahead.

On the black rock platform that protruded in the very center of the wasteland, four figures stood in four directions. Although they did not release any aura, the space within a radius of a thousand feet seemed to freeze.

The divine child of the four original bloodline races.

On the east side, the Divine Son of Haoguang stood with his hands behind his back. His entire body was formed from pure golden light, making his facial features indistinct. Only a vague humanoid outline could be discerned. Any living being that dared to look directly at him would feel a burning pain deep in their soul the moment their eyes met.

"Thousand Eyes, if you dare to glance this way again, I won't hesitate to collect some interest before the secret realm opens!"

Haoguang Shenzi's voice was clear and arrogant. He didn't even turn his head, but simply said a few words.

To the west, a churning mass of black mist emitted a hoarse, eerie laugh. Within the mist, countless narrow eyes opened, each eye displaying a different color: some were eerily green like will-o'-the-wisps, some were dark red like congealed blood, and some were deathly pale like the pupils of a dead man.

Hundreds of eyes turned simultaneously, all locking onto Haoguang Divine Child.

"Interest?"

The voice of the Thousand-Eyed Divine Child echoed from within the black mist, shifting erratically from left to right: "Haoguang, I haven't even settled the score with you for stealing my opportunity in the Heavenly Net Secret Realm! And you're already attacking me?"

Haoguang Divine Child scoffed, and the golden light around him suddenly intensified: "I discovered that ten-thousand-year-old Soul Infant Fruit in the Heavenly Net Secret Realm first. You attacked me from behind while I was dealing with the guardian beast, and you still have the nerve to say I stole it from you?"

"Heh! The treasures of heaven and earth belong to the capable; they don't bear the mark of your Eternal Spirit Clan!"

The black mist surrounding the Thousand-Eyed Divine Child surged even more violently, and his hundreds of eyes narrowed simultaneously, each pupil brimming with undisguised killing intent.

Haoguang Divine Child slowly turned around, and two narrow streaks of light finally appeared on his face, which was formed from radiance: "Do you believe that I will use divine light right now to burn out all your thieving eyes one by one? Turning your thousand eyes into one?!"

Come on!

The Thousand-Eyed Divine Child let out a strange laugh, and the black mist suddenly expanded, with hundreds of eyes opening to their maximum size simultaneously, enveloping the entire rock platform in a layer of eerie light: "I'd like to see whether your Eternal Spirit Clan's Haoyang Divine Light is more powerful, or my Formless Clan's Thousand Illusion Demon Eyes are superior!"

Two terrifying pressures collided violently on the rocky platform.

Below the stage, the young prodigies from the Holy Blood races all changed color. A few of them in the front row, whose foundations were slightly weaker, were even shaken back several steps by the aftershocks, with blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

Just then, a deep and majestic voice rang out from the north side of the rock platform.

"That's enough!"

The one who spoke was an elder of the Fierce Dragon Clan who had reached the Divine Realm.

He stood on the north edge of the rock platform, wearing a dark gold scale armor robe, with two dragon horns curving backwards on his head, his face aged yet full of majesty.

Those vertical pupils merely glanced at Haoguang Divine Child and Qianmu Divine Child, and the clash of their oppressive auras was forcefully suppressed by an invisible force.

"My two divine sons, the Heavenly Ruins Secret Realm is about to open. If you really want to fight, you'll have plenty of opportunities once you're inside."

"But in the territory I am guarding, please give the Fierce Dragon Clan some face."

Haoguang Divine Son snorted coldly, and the golden light around his body slowly receded.

The Thousand-Eyed Divine Child then gathered the black mist back into a ball, and the hundreds of eyes closed one by one.

Neither of them spoke again, but both knew that this matter was far from over.

On this rocky platform where the four sides were locked in a standoff, the other two divine sons remained silent.

The divine son of the Fierce Dragon Clan stood on the north side. He was a young dragonman with two horns on his head and a heroic face. He was tall and slender, wearing a dark red scale armor battle robe. His dragon horns were reddish-gold, and each horn tip shimmered with a faint flame halo.

Meanwhile, the divine son of the Primordial Demon Clan on the south side remained even more silent.

It was a burly, dark-skinned demon man whose skin was covered with dense, ancient patterns, each line gleaming with a dark purple light, as if it might peel off at any moment and turn into some kind of terrifying restriction.

He kept his eyes closed the entire time, as if the farce before him held no interest whatsoever.

Besides these four Bloodline Gods, there were several other figures with exceptionally unique auras below the stage.

They each stood in different corners of the wasteland.

It neither allied itself with the races of the Origin Realm nor approached the rock platform; a faint, distorted halo enveloped its entire body.

The halo wasn't deliberately released; rather, it seemed as if the world itself was refusing to acknowledge their existence. Any gaze or divine sense that sought to probe the past would be directly repelled by that distorted force.

Jiang Chuan mingled among the Stone Demon Clan's ranks, using the Illusion Technique to disguise his appearance as a young Stone Demon with grayish-white skin and stone-like patterns covering his body.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over the figures shrouded in a halo of light one by one.

"Is it them?"

He asked Jin Xuan beside him in a very low voice.

Jin Xuan followed half a step behind him and immediately replied telepathically, "Yes, Master. These powerful figures have extremely mysterious origins, and we cannot find any clues."

Jiang Chuan withdrew his gaze without showing any emotion, but a sense of vigilance rose in his heart.

Even his True Eye could not penetrate that distorted halo.

This means that those mysterious experts either possess extremely high levels of stealth skills.

Or not?

Their mental strength has reached a level that even he cannot reach.

Neither possibility seems to be a method known within the Four Domains.

Just then.

The crack in the sky that stretched for thousands of miles suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient and desolate aura surged out from the depths of the crack, instantly enveloping the entire wasteland.

The cracks began to slowly expand to both sides, and the chaotic void turbulence gradually dissipated, replaced by a dark and deep entrance to a passage. At the edge of the entrance, one could vaguely see dense ancient runes slowly flowing, each rune radiating a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.

The Heavenly Ruins Secret Realm has officially opened.

The first to set off was the silent, burly man from the Primordial Demon Clan. He opened his eyes, which had been tightly closed, revealing a pair of pure purple demonic pupils in his eye sockets. Without saying a word, he transformed into a streak of purple light and was the first to disappear into the entrance of the secret realm.

Next came the Dragon-Man Divine Child of the Fierce Dragon Clan. With a flicker, he transformed into a streak of crimson-gold flame and rushed into the secret realm.

Haoguang Divine Son snorted coldly, not to be outdone. His body shone with golden light, and he burst into the entrance of the secret realm like a rising golden sun. Before leaving, he didn't forget to throw out a sentence: "Qianmu, I'll be waiting for you in the secret realm. We'll settle all our scores then!"

"Ha, you think you can scare me!"

The black mist of the Thousand-Eyed Divine Child suddenly shrank into a single point, like a dark meteor following closely behind and disappearing into the secret realm.

Only after the four Origin Blood God Sons entered the arena did the young prodigies of the Holy Blood Race dare to set off.

The teams of the Fire Demon Clan, the One-Eyed Clan, the Stone Demon Clan, and other major clans transformed into streaks of light and filed into the entrance of the secret realm.

On the other side of the wasteland, on the rocky platform, the mysterious figures shrouded in distorted halos finally moved.

Before taking a step, one of the figures suddenly turned his head and glanced in the direction where Jiang Chuan had disappeared.

Under the halo of light, a pair of clear, almost transparent eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth seemed to curve into a faint smile.

"That's interesting."

The figure chuckled softly, a hint of amusement in his voice, "I never expected to encounter a 'kindred spirit' in this world."

Another figure beside him turned around, and the silhouette in the halo seemed to frown slightly:

"Do these mere natives of a tiny, insignificant place deserve to be called our kind?"

"hehe."

The man withdrew his gaze, his tone returning to its usual calm, but he did not refute: "Let's go, it's time for us to seek our own opportunities. Before the Great Cataclysm, the Heavenly Ruins Sect produced a Golden Core True Monarch who shone throughout the heavens. Perhaps we can still find that True Monarch's legacy."

"I dare not even dream of inheriting the True Lord's legacy! I would be content as long as I can find a wisp of innate energy to help me achieve perfect 'qi absorption'."

"I hope so."

After saying that, several halos of light lit up at the same time, like several silent falling stars, and disappeared into the secret realm.