Fairy, I really am a villain!

There was only a dim color left in the field of vision.

Fang Xiwen continues to "go downstream".

He had trouble thinking about how much time had passed, he just ran madly.

It doesn’t matter, she is most likely at the same level as me; if not, and I didn’t see her on the road I passed by, she is at most one stage ahead of me.

Can catch up.

We must catch up!

This anxious thought licked his heart like a tongue of fire, causing some pain.

Suffering, struggling...

Finally, after he took a step forward, there seemed to be a clear dividing line, and the tinkling sound no longer seemed to be separated by a layer, but sounded clearly in the distance.

The sound was on his left.

Looking closely, there was a thick demonic fog rising from the left "river bank", and a man in a black robe seemed to blend into it, struggling left and right, and his figure seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Fang Xiwen's eyes were tearing up, but she endured it desperately and did not go over.

In front of him, there was a man holding a long whip, humming and dancing with excitement in his eyes.

Even though he saw me, he was not afraid at all. He even licked his rough lips with his tongue, rubbed a ball of mud from his face and threw it at me.

The moment the mud fell, all of Fang Xiwen's emotions disappeared, leaving only one.

There is only one thing to do.

Just knock this fucking guy down in front of you!

"Roar!!"

Sound waves that seemed to be tangible spread out, followed by formation patterns taking shape at the soles of his feet. Spiritual energy was generated, and lightning as thick as his forearm suddenly condensed and smashed down heavily.

The smile on that person's face froze, and he became suspicious.

In fact, before they made the move to hunt down their opponents, they had "studied" their opponents.

The strongest ones are only Crazy Tiger Yuwen Chou, Lingxiao Wuji Ye Baiyu, and Heavenly Sword Divine Calculation Yun Yichuan... These three need special attention.

As for Feng Liu Liu Jian, who had cultivated six orifices, not only was he ranked only twenty-something on the human list, but the descriptions of his martial arts techniques were also vague, and he had an appearance like a frivolous young man. Everyone agreed that he was "bought".

How else to explain such a flashy nickname...

So, he was not afraid at all at first;

The black-robed woman in the distance had almost lost her ability to resist, and he only needed to hold on for a few moves and wait for his companions to help him, then he could smash the idiot's head with one whip.

Bayintu had the same thought once... Unfortunately, his soul has returned to heaven and he is unable to give any reminders.

Affected by the sound power, his movements were slightly slowed down. The sloppy man just dodged the array of bright thunder. When he looked up, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

In this short period of time, the opponent has crossed a distance of two or three feet, flying like a god, and the bright sword light has descended.

"Heaven, Dao, Sword, Abyss!!"

The murderous intent contained in every word exploded, and the air seemed to be cut by a sword, leaving a deep scar; a bottomless abyss opened up and sucked his mind in.

The covenant of the Lord of the Divine Court Sword, the true meaning of the external part of the Dharmakaya-level sword moves, a total of two secrets, the upper and lower.

The first half of the technique is long-distance mind control, and the second half is an extremely sharp sword attack.

To outsiders, the sloppy man looked like he was possessed by a demon. He didn't make any decent organized defense and just stood there stupidly.

But control eventually ends; when he came to his senses, he felt the world spinning and he seemed to be floating in the air, but he soon fell down and saw his straw sandals covered in mud, and everything went dark before his eyes.

A sword pointed at the head.

This situation was obviously beyond the expectations of the attackers on the "other side".

On the one hand, the woman's counterattack was unexpectedly strong, like a completely different person; on the other hand, now that she had no commander and was blind, it was unknown how badly she was injured.

The arc of light that was connected from beginning to end gradually disappeared, as if receding.

"Second sister!"

Shouting, Fang Xiwen crossed the dried-up river and ran towards Li Muyu, who was covered in blood.

The latter's pale complexion turned a little redder due to the massive blood loss. He supported the hilt of the sword with both hands and gave him a relieved smile.

"I knew you would come..."

Before he finished speaking, strong winds blew in the air again. The man pretended to retreat, then turned around and attacked!

"Get down quickly—"

Boom!

At the critical moment, Fang Xiwen leaped over, held her head, hugged Li Muyu tightly in his arms, turned in time, and her back fell heavily to the ground.

One of his attacks missed, and then he made a few more random attacks without any results. Only then did the man seem to really retreat.

But Fang Xiwen still didn't dare to make a sound. He just covered his mouth with one hand and held her with the other hand and rolled away for a distance.

With some difficulty, Li Muyu endured the pain and raised his head, looking into his eyes, with a thousand words in his eyes.

Fang Xiwen just shook his head, slid his hand down from his waist, held her hand, and wordlessly transferred his inner energy to her.

Silence, silence.

After a long while, Fang Xiwen finally took action.

He helped Li Muyou sit up, his eyes swept across the scars, the anger in his eyes almost turned into substance. He took a few deep breaths.

“It looks serious, but they are actually just external injuries.” Li Muyu curled the corners of his lips and smiled reluctantly.

"...How can you still smile when you're injured like this?"

"Because Xiwen is here."

Feeling the condition of her body, she answered softly and then smiled again.

Because of you, I don't have to die on the road, nor do I have to take that disgusting road... More importantly, I already know what I want -

It's not blood, it's not family...it's just you.

"Do you know," Fang Xiwen suppressed his anger towards the grassland people and towards her, and spoke hoarsely: "If I came a little later, what would you do?"

"Look behind you." Li Muyu's voice was weak, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, and he pointed with his finger.

Turning around, I saw a bunch of small white flowers blooming at the end of the wide crack, with swaying roots.

No, it's not just small flowers, there are also lots of grasses, seedlings and new green, dotted across this wasteland like sparks.

After experiencing "prosperity" and "withering", he has personally reached the state of "resurrection".

If you go one more level forward, it will be a complete closed loop, which is the "growth" that Yuwen Chou has experienced... and passing this loop will be the test of the secret realm?

Whoever completes the four stages first will get the secret treasure... Could it be that simple?

Seeing that he was silent, Li Muyou took some pills and said again: "I came here because of the Tao."

"what?"

"Xiwen, don't lecture me yet, I'll tell you myself." She pursed her lips and lowered her head like a child who had broken a vase, saying, "I have been stuck in the Seven Apertures for a while, and I have never been able to use the Heaven-Destroying and Earth-Destroying Method.

It's rare that this secret place gives such a strong feeling, I, I came here."

"Alas, you look just like Fang Qingxiao... I just can't understand it." Fang Xiwen shook his head. "Anyway, it's good that you're okay. I'll teach you a lesson when I get back."

"Um, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Can you walk? I'll carry you."

"But the secret realm..." Li Muyu looked over, worry flashing in his eyes.

In a multiplayer secret realm like this, the general perception is about racing, fighting, and grabbing treasures; but because of her own reasons, she had to drag Fang Xiwen here, and she felt very guilty.

"Okay, let them fight to the death. Come up?" Fang Xiwen said as he was about to squat down.

"I can walk if you hold my hand."

...

The further we go, the more green appears on this barren land.

At first there were only a few sparse plants, then they merged into small patches, and then clumps danced in the wind.

Next to the slightly narrowed crack, two people were walking side by side with their hands clasped.

After a few steps, Li Muyu struggled, turned his hand at an angle, and put it between his fingers.

"...This is more stable and saves more effort." Without waiting for Fang Xiwen to ask, she raised her head and explained, her expression rather unnatural.

"Ah."

Compared to this, he cared more about what Li Muyu had just said.

According to her, since entering the secret realm, she has only gone through one "realm", which is the withering just now.

The strange thing is that she walked much faster than Fang Xiwen. Logically, she should have reached the next stage long ago, but she didn't.

What's the difference?

Fang Xiwen recalled what he had seen and heard along the riverside, and remembered that when he first saw her, she was in the "left" direction.

"Second sister, did you walk along that big crack?"

"Not really. I can only say that its direction is similar to mine."

"Have you been on the left side? Have you ever crossed it?"

"No."

That would be strange.

The difference between the two is that one is on the left side of the river and the other is on the right side of the river... Li Muyu was obviously walking faster, so why was he caught up by him?

If the cycle of growth, flourishing, withering and revival is completed, what comes next?

Is it a repetitive cycle?

This river representing time extends to an endless length.

But if he were to create this secret realm, there was a brilliant way to save effort—