Feng Qin Yang

Chapter 1765: The Saint Martial Secret Realm

Chapter 1765: Chapter 1765: The Saint Martial Secret Realm

"It’s opened!"

"It’s the entrance to the Holy Martial Secret Realm!"

"The Holy Martial Secret Realm has opened!"

...

As a gigantic vortex appeared high in the sky, sweeping with its suction force, most of the attendees’ attention shifted entirely from Wyatt Barnes to the vortex above.

To be precise, it shifted to the ’entrance’ of the Holy Martial Secret Realm!

"Is this the entrance to the Holy Martial Secret Realm?"

Wyatt Barnes looked up at the vortex in the sky, feeling as if the suction force extending from it was trying to pull him inside.

However, although this force was substantial, it could not pull him in without his consent.

It was the same for everyone else.

"You must have heard about some aspects of the ’Holy Martial Secret Realm,’ so I won’t elaborate much... I just hope you all gain something from it. Inside the Holy Martial Secret Realm, death isn’t true death, but once dead, you will be expelled."

Ryatt Morgan, the House Master of Mysterious Void Mansion, spoke calmly and unhurriedly, "Therefore, if possible, I hope you cherish your life inside the realm, as only by staying alive can you acquire more... Inside, each Divine Ability relic has its corresponding trials, and the more advanced the relic, the more challenging the trial."

"Since the Holy Martial Secret Realm allows only those under forty to enter... Everything depends on you!"

As Ryatt Morgan finished speaking, Oliver Watson, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, was the first to turn around and look at the ten disciples of the Heavenly Palace, including Wyatt Barnes, "Once you’re pulled in, you’ll experience a feeling of your Divine Sense being drawn out. Don’t panic; that’s the Holy Martial Secret Realm mapping avatars for you!"

"Because the Holy Martial Secret Realm maps avatars for you, even if you die inside, you won’t really die... But if your avatar dies, your Divine Sense will return to your body, and the realm will expel you!"

"So, as the House Master said earlier, if you want to gain something, cherish your life in there, even if it’s just your avatar!"

"Alright, you can all go in now! Relax your bodies, and the Holy Martial Secret Realm will transport you inside one by one."

Following Oliver Watson’s words, many disciples of the Heavenly Palace relaxed their bodies.

At the moment they relaxed, their bodies began to ascend until they finally disappeared into the gigantic vortex in the sky, as if swallowed by a giant beast’s gaping maw.

Of course, not all Heavenly Palace disciples entered.

Wyatt Barnes, Ebba King, Enoch Mullins, and Tommy Dunn did not enter immediately.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing this, Oliver Watson couldn’t help but frown.

"Hmph!"

Tommy Dunn glared coldly at Wyatt Barnes, then relaxed his own body and entered the Holy Martial Secret Realm.

"I heard that once inside the Holy Martial Secret Realm, everyone is transported to random unknown locations... So, before the three of us regroup, try not to get into conflicts with others, and if you find any clues about Divine Ability relics, don’t explore them alone."

Wyatt transmitted this message to Ebba King and Enoch Mullins as a reminder.

Since he had already decided to cooperate with the two, he naturally didn’t want them to meet with misfortune and be eliminated before joining him.

"Understood."

Ebba King replied.

"Yes."

Enoch Mullins also responded promptly.

Then, the three of them relaxed their bodies, allowing the entrance of the Holy Martial Secret Realm, that vortex resembling a giant beast’s gaping maw, to swallow them.

After being swallowed, Wyatt only felt his vision go black. Immediately, his Divine Sense trembled, being pulled away from his body by a mysterious and unpredictable force, shooting off at great speed toward an unknown distance.

He didn’t know how long it took, but Wyatt found his Divine Sense had returned to his body.

Opening his eyes and feeling the ’avatar’ identical to his own body, Wyatt couldn’t find anything amiss. If it weren’t for the absence of the ’Storage Ring’ on his hand, he would have difficulty distinguishing whether this was his body or his avatar.

Everything felt so natural, with no sense of wrongness.

Before entering the Holy Martial Secret Realm, Wyatt was already aware of some events that would happen inside, including the avatar projection, and that the Storage Ring wouldn’t appear on the avatar.

The absence of the Storage Ring on the avatar also meant that within the Holy Martial Secret Realm, apart from one’s own strength and skills, no external aids could be used.

Of course, any divine artifacts or Taoist Talismans obtained inside the realm could be utilized.

Furthermore, any tangible benefits acquired inside the realm, such as divine artifacts or Taoist Talismans, would appear beside the real body upon deciding to leave the realm.

At the moment of returning to the body, those items would leave the Holy Martial Secret Realm along with the body.

Of course, if one dies inside the Holy Martial Secret Realm, regardless of the manner of death, none of the tangible benefits obtained can be taken out.

To leave the Holy Martial Secret Realm, besides dying, there are two other methods.

One is to stand still and use Divine Sense to try and communicate with the Holy Martial Secret Realm, letting it send you out.

The other is to stay inside the Holy Martial Secret Realm for three months; at that time, no matter where you are within, the realm will forcibly expel you.

"Is this the Secret Realm of Saint Martial?"

Wyatt Barnes looked around, realizing that he was inside a forest, surrounded by towering trees. Underneath the trees was a dense thicket of shrubs, from behind which occasionally came some noises as if warning him of the dangers lurking in this place.

"Awoo!!"

In a flash of lightning, accompanied by a howl, a swift black shadow lunged out from the thicket, aiming straight for Wyatt Barnes.

With just one look, Wyatt saw the pair of blood-red eyes of the shadow. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a ferocious black wolf.

Of course, it wasn’t an ordinary black wolf.

Judging by its speed, Wyatt thought it was comparable to beings at the initial stage of the Little Saint Realm.

Seeing it without intelligence, it was clearly a savage beast.

Of course, such a beast posed no threat to Wyatt Barnes.

Wyatt didn’t even make any movement; just a thought, and the True Origin surged from within him, transforming into more than ten golden sword beams slashing across, leaving deadly bloody holes in the black wolf.

Bang!

The black wolf’s body fell to the ground, sending a cloud of dust swirling.

"Awoo!"

"Awoo—"

...

Just as Wyatt Barnes finished off the black wolf, a series of howls echoed from all directions.

Moments later, several black shadows darted out from the thickets around Wyatt Barnes, identical savage beasts to the black wolf lying on the ground.

"A wolf pack?"

Wyatt was a little surprised. He didn’t expect the death of that savage black wolf to attract a wolf pack. Moreover, the wolves in this pack were all beings of the Little Saint Realm, with the weakest at the initial stage and some even mixed with the mid-stage.

However, to Wyatt Barnes, there was no difference between the initial stage and mid-stage of the Little Saint Realm.

As the solar True Origin surged from within him, golden sword beams swept across the sky, causing black wolves to collapse one after another, blood flowing like a river.

The death of these black wolves didn’t scare away the remaining ones; instead, it stirred the bloodlust within them, making them charge at Wyatt Barnes even more frenziedly.

However, no matter how furious they were, their fate was the same—death.

In the end, even the wolf king appeared, a large black wolf streaked with golden fur, three times the size of a regular black wolf, with a cultivation level reaching the peak of the Little Saint Realm!

Yet, the peak of the Little Saint Realm was nothing. With the strength Wyatt Barnes now possessed, stronger than the initial stage of the Great Saint Realm by several degrees, killing a savage beast at the peak of the Little Saint Realm was as simple as slaughtering chickens or mowing grass.

Whoosh!!

As the wolf king was slain, the battle finally came to an end.

"Are these truly savage beasts, or are they illusions from a formation..."

Even Wyatt Barnes couldn’t be sure.

Because everything he just experienced didn’t feel fake at all.

And he didn’t believe his doppelganger was fake either.

It was precisely because of this that he had such suspicions.

"Let’s take a look around, see if I can encounter them."

Thinking of Ebba King and Enoch Mullins, Wyatt Barnes soared into the sky and flew swiftly above the forest, choosing a direction and advancing rapidly.

Along the way, he encountered several flying savage beasts attacking him, but they all met their end by his hand.

These flying savage beasts, the weakest of which was at the peak of the Little Saint Realm, posed no threat to Wyatt Barnes.

"I wonder where the others are."

After finally leaving that forest, what appeared before Wyatt Barnes was a vast grassland, causing a wry smile to appear on his face.

How large is this Saint Martial Secret Realm?

While Wyatt Barnes and nine other disciples of the Heavenly Palace were exploring various parts of the Saint Martial Secret Realm, at the entrance of the Secret Realm in the Main Mansion of the Mysterious Void House, thirty disciples of the Saint Realm from the other three palaces also entered one after another.

For a while, only the high-ranking officials of the Mysterious Void House remained outside.

"Atlas Dunn, I’ve heard that there’s quite a grudge between your son and that Wyatt... If they encounter each other inside, your son might be in big trouble."

Lachlan Jimenez, the Palace Master of the Yellow Palace, looked toward Atlas Dunn and said with a sly smile.

Although both were Vice House Masters of the Mysterious Void House, Lachlan Jimenez was of the same generation as Atlas Dunn’s father, so he usually treated Atlas Dunn like a junior.

Upon hearing Lachlan Jimenez’s words, Atlas Dunn’s pupils contracted.

To be honest, he hadn’t thought about this before, but now that he did, he couldn’t help but feel his heart tighten.