Chapter 401 - Chapter 401: Chapter 370: The Secret Realm Opens_1 (1/2)

Chapter 401: Chapter 370: The Secret Realm Opens_1

At the heart of the sea, hurricane winds whipped up raging waves and furious currents.

A white Escape Light ripped through the storm, crossing several miles in an instant before suddenly halting. Around it, the winds and waves of a hundred meters radius were suppressed by an invisible force and gradually calmed.

The Escape Light slowly faded, revealing a handsome young man in a green robe.

This man was none other than Xu Mu, who was rushing to the spatial rift.

“I can’t fly any further; if I attract the attention of the people from Butian Pavilion, it will be troublesome!” Xu Mu muttered under his breath.

The island where the spatial rift was located was only three to five hundred miles away. If he flew any further, he would enter the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator’s range of awareness. If there happened to be a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator stationed on the island, even if they weren’t aware of his intentions towards the Xuan Yang Secret Realm, they would undoubtedly be alert.

There were only so many Nascent Souls in the entire sea area. Any unfamiliar Nascent Soul would certainly arouse suspicion.

That was why, in these past few years, Xu Mu had rarely ventured out to prevent detection.

Xu Mu stopped, squeezed a spell command, and his spiritual power surged within him. His muscles and bones began to twist, quickly transforming him into a silvery-haired Sea Race being, half-man and half-shark.

A smile appeared on Xu Mu’s face. “This way, even if I’m discovered, the blame will only fall on the Sea Race!”

As for when the Sea Race has a new Nascent Soul, investigating that would not be so simple.

Once he finished transforming, Xu Mu plunged into the sea, his aura disappearing without a trace.

With his marvelous Ancestral Nascent Soul, Xu Mu could bring out the potential of whichever martial method he cultivated to the extreme. Paired with the Twelve Startle Cicada Skill, his presence hidden in the vast sea was nearly impossible to detect.

As Xu Mu merged with the sea water, he seemed to flow with the ocean currents towards the island. Not long after, the barren island with the spatial rift appeared in his line of sight.

The island he saw now was just a fabrication obscured by formations. The real island had long been transformed into a paradise inaccessible to the mortal world.

Xu Mu sank his body completely to the sea floor, stealthily approaching the island. Before long, he sensed a unique aura that could only be attributed to a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

“There is actually a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator stationed on the island. Is it because I killed someone last time? Or because the Xuan Yang Secret Realm is about to open?” Xu Mu pondered.

He did not dare to venture deeper in case he was discovered. If that happened, it would be troublesome for him to enter the Xuan Yang Secret Realm.

Operating his martial method, Xu Mu completely retracted his aura, as if entering a state of false death. At this time, even a Nascent Soul Stage expert wouldn’t be able to detect him even if he used Divine Intent at close range.

Xu Mu focused his mind into the God Refining Tripod, instructing the two people within to cultivate.

Time trickled by, and two years passed in a blink of an eye.

One day, a new Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, accompanied by a dozen men and women at the Golden Core Stage, quietly approached the island retreat.

The leader at the Nascent Soul Stage was a round-faced, adorable little girl in a red dress who looked to be no more than seven or eight years old.

“It’s Butian Pavilion’s Third Pavilion Master Lian Hongshuang!”

Xu Mu had a flash of realization, guessing the identity of the little girl.