Your Spell Version is Too Low!

At the same time that Qi Yun smoothly plucked the Longevity Peach.

In the outside world, within the decoy Peach Garden Secret Realm, the scheming and slaughter suddenly escalated to an unprecedented climax!

With clear guidance from the three great beings pulling the strings behind the scenes, it was confirmed that the Infinite Demon Sect had lost control of the Peach Garden Secret Realm.

The Yellow Springs Netherworld, Hehuan Palace, and Zombie Alliance no longer had any reservations!

The path-expanding forces of the Three Sects acted in unison.

They poured a massive amount of resources into the three fragile pathways, sparing no expense!

RUMBLE—!!!

Along with a terrifying roar that sounded as if Heaven and Earth were being torn asunder.

On the ninth day after the Peach Garden Secret Realm opened.

The three pathways, originally mere cracks, were brutally forced open and widened by an unimaginable power!

On the Celestial Vault of the Peach Garden, three colossal, pitch-black fissures appeared. Their edges were twisted and broken, and destructive Xun Wind raged within. Like three hideous scars, they stretched across the sky!

The roiling Xun Wind poured down like the Milky Way from the Nine Heavens, letting out a deafening roar. Its power threatened to tear the entire Secret Realm to shreds!

And this was only the beginning!

The next instant, a terrifying and indescribable pressure surged out from the three fissures like a tangible tsunami.

It crashed down upon the entire battlefield of the Secret Realm.

Whether it was the Holy Sect’s Inner Mansion True Cultivators, who were in an Array Formation to counterattack, or the frenzied Qi Refining Disciples of the Three Sects on the offensive.

At that moment, everyone’s consciousness came to a screeching halt.

Their movements instantly became incredibly sluggish, as if they had been plunged into an invisible mire.

A fear born from the immense gap in their level of existence and the very nature of their power uncontrollably sprouted from the depths of every living being’s heart.

Under countless grave and fearful gazes.

One figure after another slowly stepped out from the fissures where the Xun Wind raged.

The first to step out was a figure in a jet-black ghost robe. His face was ashen like a corpse, and he was surrounded by wailing phantoms.

A Foundation Establishment Master from the Yellow Springs Netherworld!

His icy gaze swept across the battlefield, and the very air seemed to freeze wherever he looked.

Next, a female Cultivator emerged from another fissure with a light chuckle. She was clad in light gauze, her figure graceful and alluring, but the look in her enchanting eyes held a soul-stealing, demonic charm.

A Foundation Establishment Master from the Hehuan Palace!

She appeared delicate, but the pink mist suffusing the air around her caused the Heart and Spirit of any Cultivator who drew near to waver, their Dao Heart on the verge of collapse.

From the third fissure came the dull sound of footsteps, like the beating of war drums. A procession of tall, burly "figures" clad in heavy bronze armor, their faces nothing but empty sockets with burning, ghostly-green Soul Fire, emerged carrying a large palanquin. These were the Foundation Establishment Masters of the Zombie Alliance.

One, two, three... ten...

More and more Foundation Establishment Masters descended continuously from the fissures, like Demon Deities stepping out of the Netherworld.

The aura emanating from each of them far surpassed the limits a Qi Refining Cultivator could possibly imagine.

It was the natural majesty that came from truly touching the fringes of the Daoist Law.

Under the terrifying pressure of these dozens of Foundation Establishment Masters arriving together, the entire battlefield seemed to have been put on pause.

The sounds of fighting and explosions ceased abruptly.

All that remained was the howling of the Xun Wind and a boundless pressure that could make one’s heart stop beating.

The faces of the Holy Sect’s True Cultivators were unprecedentedly grim, and tinged with pallor.

The Cultivators of the Three Sects, however, erupted into fanatical cheers after a brief moment of shock!

The real powerhouses had entered the field!

"So this... is the True Monarch Secret Realm, the Peach Garden?"

The Foundation Establishment Master from the Yellow Springs Netherworld, clad in the jet-black ghost robe with a face as pale as a corpse, was the first to speak. His voice was dry and hoarse, like two pieces of rusted iron grinding together.

His dull, gray eyes slowly swept over the Heaven and Earth that had been ravaged by successive battles.

The deathly pale skin on his face suddenly split into countless fine cracks, like shattered porcelain.

Beneath the cracks, countless turbid, ghastly white, and eerily rotating eyeballs emerged, so densely packed it was enough to make one’s scalp crawl.

HISS! HISS! HISS!

Beams of obscure, dark light shot out from the countless eyes, like invisible tentacles, swiftly scanning every inch of the Secret Realm.

The other Foundation Establishment Masters who had arrived were not idle either.

The Hehuan Palace Master gracefully raised a fair hand, scattering countless motes of pink, seductive light to sense the flows of desire and life force.

Meanwhile, the Zombie Alliance’s Copper Armor Corpses let out low roars, using their extreme sensitivity to death qi and Evil Qi to search for any unusual fluctuations.

Dozens of Foundation Establishment Masters investigating in unison—the sheer power of it was astounding!

The very Laws of the entire Secret Realm trembled before them.

The invisible threads of their probing power wove into a net, threatening to dissect every inch of this space, inside and out!

But this outer Secret Realm, merely a decoy, was far from the level of a True Monarch Secret Realm, despite its peculiarities.

A few breaths later, the Masters frowned slightly, having clearly not found the earth-shattering treasure they had expected.

Just then, the countless rotating eyes on the face of the Yellow Springs Netherworld Master suddenly froze.

All the light abruptly converged, gathering within his own two pupils!

VMM!

The depths of his originally gray pupils seemed to transform into two profound, black Treasure Mirrors reflecting all of creation.

Within the mirrors, light and shadow flowed rapidly, piercing through layers of void and illusion.

Finally, the clear reflection of a boundless, vast peach forest appeared—flowers in full bloom, its branches heavy with an abundance of fruit!

Every single fruit in that peach forest contained a heart-stopping, immense life force and extended longevity!

"Found it!"

The Yellow Springs Netherworld Master snapped his head up. The countless eyes on his cracked face instantly closed and vanished, his deathly pale complexion returning.

Only a trace of irrepressible ecstasy and fervent heat remained in the depths of his eyes!

That ancient peach forest hidden deep within the Secret Realm, filled with countless life-extending Longevity Peaches, was the true reason the Three Sects had spared no expense to invade this place together!

In an instant, the gazes of all the Foundation Establishment Masters turned incredibly sharp.

The pressure permeating the air suddenly intensified by several orders of magnitude.

It pressed down on the Qi Refining Disciples from both sides, who were still in shock below, nearly suffocating them.

SWISH SWISH SWISH!

A series of whooshes cut through the air.

The group of Foundation Establishment Masters from the Three Sects used their various abilities and, like sharks that had caught the scent of blood, rushed into the real peach forest!

Before them lay an endless expanse of ancient peach trees.

Hanging densely from the branches were Longevity Peaches, all emitting a tempting luster and surging with immense life essence!

The fragrance was refreshing and invigorating; a single breath made one feel comfortable all over.

It even felt as if one’s lifespan had increased by an imperceptible sliver.

Even for these well-traveled Foundation Establishment Masters—with their profound Cultivation and experience with countless Life Elixirs—the sight of this nearly infinite trove of life-extending treasures made their breath catch. An unconcealable glint of greed erupted in their eyes, and they subconsciously swallowed.

This was a genuine Supreme Treasure, something that could defy the heavens, change fate, and extend one’s life.

It was enough to drive any Cultivator mad.

"So many Longevity Peaches. This truly lives up to its name as a True Monarch Level Shiyi Realm."

"If we could take them all..." A Zombie Alliance Master licked his lips in excitement, his body trembling slightly.

"Everything else is secondary. The rumors say that deep within this peach forest are the legendary Peaches of Immortality."

"Those are things that can even extend the life of a True Monarch!" the Yellow Springs Netherworld Master said, clenching his fists.

Just as they could no longer contain their excitement and prepared to use their Divine Techniques to pluck the Longevity Peaches within their reach.

"Hehehe, what a pathetic display..."

A light laugh suddenly echoed from the Celestial Vault without any warning.

The laughter wasn’t loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Master present.

It carried a tone of mockery, amusement, and condescending scrutiny.

The void rippled like water.

One by one, figures stepped out of the void, calm and composed.

They wore the Master Daoist Robes of the Holy Sect. Though not as numerous as the Masters of the Three Sects, each one possessed a profound and unfathomable aura.

The one in the lead was none other than Nan Dou Master, his hair and beard white, his complexion ruddy.

Their eyes, all holding strange smiles, looked down upon the Three Sects Masters in the peach forest below, whose expressions had begun to change. They were like hunters looking down at prey that had fallen into a trap.

"As the saying goes, ’Is it not a delight to have friends coming from afar?’" Nan Dou Master stroked his long beard, a smile as warm as a spring breeze on his face, his voice spreading clearly in all directions. "Fellow Daoists, you have traveled thousands of miles to be guests in our Holy Sect’s Peach Garden Secret Realm. As your hosts, we are... absolutely delighted."

These seemingly warm and hospitable words were nothing but cold mockery to the ears of the Three Sects Masters!

The face of the leading Yellow Springs Netherworld Master darkened, and he let out a sinister, cold laugh.

"Old fool Nan Dou, stop playing games!

"Do you really think a measly dozen of you can stop us?"

He glanced around. On their side, the Three Sects had over thirty Foundation Establishment Masters combined.

The other side, at most, had just over ten people. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

And only Nan Dou Master was a Great Master of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Thirty versus ten!

’The advantage is mine!’

Looking at the Yellow Springs Netherworld Master’s confident expression, Nan Dou Master gave a faint smile.

"Truly, the ignorant know no fear... The fish have taken the bait, so the bait is no longer needed."

"Xuan Tan, send those children out. They are, after all, the future of our Holy Sect."

"As you command, Senior Brother." A Holy Sect Master beside Nan Dou Master nodded in acknowledgment. He then flipped his palm, summoned a Command Flag, and gave it a light wave.

In an instant, all the Holy Sect Disciples within the Peach Garden were sent out of the Secret Realm.

In contrast, the faces of the Three Sects Masters on the opposing side changed drastically upon seeing this.

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