In front of the Secret Realm's entrance, a tense atmosphere was palpable in the air. The three Clan Patriarchs—Patriarch Lin, Patriarch Wang, and Patriarch Zhi—stood side by side, but there was obvious tension between them. Mayor Cao stood in their midst, accompanied by several important city officials and heavily armed guards.Patriarch Lin folded his arms with a cold expression. "It's more than the appointed time. They should be out by now."patriarch Wang added in a tone full of confidence. "I'm sure the Wang Clan's children won't disappoint. Wang Han and Wang Hui are the best."Patriarch Zhi, who was standing quietly, just stared at the entrance with sharp eyes. "We'll see who comes backThis Secret Realm is full of danger, and only the strongest will survive."Mayor Cao raised his hands, asking them to calm down. "Gentlemen Patriarchs, we just need to wait a little longer. The Secret Realm has strict rules. Once the time is up, the portal will force everyone out. if something does
Wang Xiang glanced at Wang Sani, then patted his shoulder gently. "We're not acting recklessly, San. His strength has already exceeded our expectations. Even though I'm in the same realm as him, I can't guarantee victory in the duel if we attack now, it will only bring us destruction.""Then, what is the plan, Patriarch?" Wang Sani asked, although his tone was still filled with impatience.Wang Xiang smiled faintly, a smile full of strategy. "We need help from stronger alliesWang clan is no small force, and we have ties with the Purple Heaven Sect, one of the strongest affiliated sects. I will send a message to their Elders for help."The other clan members nodded, although some of them looked doubtful. Wang Xiang continued, his voice firm. "You have to understand. In this battle, we are not only facing Zhi Hao, but also the Zhi Clan which is starting to rise with the Purple Heaven Sect on our side. We can not only destroy Zhi Hao, but also humiliate the Zhi Clan in front of everyone.
A man in a black robe walked into the room, bowing respectfully. "Teacher, do you have any orders for us?"Nong Bai turned his head, his eyes narrowed. "Summon our core disciples. Prepare battle formations. We will help the Lin Clan… but with conditions. the promised treasure must be ours."The man nodded, then went to carry out the order. Nong Bai looked out the window again, his cold grin widening even more.“Zhi Hao… I wonder how strong the ‘Lightning Sword’ they are so proud of isIf you're that great, let's see if you can survive the Dark Shadow Sect."*Zhi Clan ResidenceMeanwhile, at the Zhi Clan residence, Zhi Hao sat in the backyard with Zhi Chan and Zhi Sang. They were discussing the events in the Secret Realm and their impact on the relations between the clans."Brother Hao," said Zhi Chan, "after what happened, you believe the Lin Clan or Wang Clan will just stop like that? They must be planning something."Zhi Hao smiled faintly. "Of course they won't stop. But this is ac
Zhi Hao was annoyed and tired. Every day, from dawn to dusk, he swung his sword thousands of times in his spacious backyard, hoping that there would be progress in his abilities. However, each time, all he felt was deep fatigue and mounting frustration. His body was sweaty, his muscles tensed, but his skills remained in the same place. In the silence of the night, Zhi Hao sat pensively by the pool. The reflection of his face in the pool water showed a look of deep disappointment. "Being the first son should bring blessings, but mewill only be a source of disappointment," he muttered softly. Shame haunted every corner of his mind, especially when he remembered the ridicule and insults he often received because he was considered weak. Zhi Hao took a deep breath, trying to calm the chaos in his heart. "Will my life continue like this, trapped in helplessness with no hope of growth?" he asked himself. He knew his family, especially his father, expected more from him. In his despair, Zh
Zhi Hao knew that if he stayed there, there would only be insults to him. Even though he was annoyed and furious, it wouldn't change anything. "If I act impulsively, it will only lead me to destruction. Who will help, father? The clan? That's absolutely impossible." in his heart he thought as he took a step away. Zhi Hao clenched his jaw, trying to suppress the anger burning in his chest. With every word Xiao Bei sprinkled, it was like acid that eroded his heart and self-esteem. He knew very well that every minute he spent in that place would only increase his suffering. "You are nothing more than trash at our feet!" shouted Xiao Bei in a voice full of disdain. The voice blared in Zhi Hao's ears, piercing into his tired soul. Bang! One kick is fired. Xiao Bei's eyes sparkled with satisfaction as he watched Zhi Hao stagger from his kick. "Go away, before I make you even more humiliated!" Xiao Bei exclaimed, pushing Zhi Hao with his foot. Zhi Hao felt blood trickle down the corner
In an instant, Zhi Hao contorted his body, dodging the incoming attack. When the opponent's sword slashed towards his head, he nimbly rolled to the side, saving himself from the deadly attack. With a gasp, he quickly got up and ran through the dense forest. However, in his escape, his foot tripped over a wooden root sticking out of the ground, as if a trap rope had been waiting for him. Zhi Hao fell heavily, hearing mocking laughter from his opponent who witnessed the incident. "Hahaha, you're funny too, catching crickets, aren't you?" taunted his opponent in a mocking tone. Annoyance burned in Zhi Hao's chest. In a voice choked with anger, he replied, "What crickets, you damn thing!" he cursed loudly. His heart was in turmoil, shame and anger mixed into one. In the midst of the chaos, another figure suddenly appeared beside him. That person was carrying a gleaming sword, ready to attack. With quick reflexes, Zhi Hao drew his sword from his waist, his sharp eyes glaring at the unex
"Wi Rang, enough!" shouted the figure who came down from the tree branch, while stroking the big head of the black tiger which was snoring softly. His eyes then fell on Zhi Hao, with a sharp and mysterious gaze, he asked, “Son of Man, how did you end up here?”With wide eyes, Zhi Hao returned the gaze. "Is this place not part of the Human world?" he said, his trembling voice betraying his fear and confusion. In his mind, he recalled a legend he had read in the Clan Library—about a hidden world, barely bordering on the real world. A legend he never thought would come true."Ah, you are in the Soft Realm," Wi Dung sighed, as if it was hard to explain. "This place is a circle of Magical Creatures, not for humans like you.""But, old man, I see no difference between us!" Zhi Hao protested in a firm tone."Indeed, physically we may be similar," Wi Dung nodded slowly, the evening sun reflecting off his twinkling eyes with meaning. "But what separates us is the line of nature; we are confin
"Elder, please forgive me for my audacity to ask. What is the meaning of 'semblance' you mentioned? I have never felt any hidden power within me either," said Zhi Hao in confusion."Follow me!" Elder Wi Dar's voice sounded mysterious. He then approached a Mirror and, with a dazzling step, penetrated it as if it were soft. Zhi Hao froze, his eyes wide in disbelief. "Come on in, don't hesitate." Uncertainty was clearly visible on Zhi Hao's face. Although confused as to how the Mirror could possibly be penetrated, he did not ask any further questions, determined to find the answer. "Maybe behind all this is hidden the secret of my strength. I have to get up, I can no longer feel like I'm useless," he thought with burning determination.With a new boost of courage, Zhi Hao took steady steps towards the Mirror. Quick as lightning, his world changed—he was now on an Island floating in the boundless sky."This place is the Tomb of the God of Destruction. "He left important notes and I am hi