I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Gu Yan closed the panel.

At least now he's not a sickly person who can't even kill a chicken.

He was just thinking about it when he reached the threshold and lifted his foot to step over it.

The moment my feet touched the ground, a terrifying sense of pressure crashed down from the top of my head.

The feeling was like a mountain pressing down on you, or like someone choking you.

Gu Yan's pupils suddenly contracted and then began to change uncontrollably.

A burst of multicolored light erupted from the depths of his pupils, like a rainbow being shattered and scattered inside.

The mirror images, layer upon layer, resemble the depths of a kaleidoscope, or perhaps a shattered mirror.

The colors were unbelievably beautiful, with seven colors intertwined and swirling.

Red like blood, blue like the sea, green like jade, gold like sunlight.

The mirror reflected countless versions of himself, each performing a different action.

This kind of beauty is not the gentle kind, but a sharp, breathtaking kind.

Like the cold glint of a knife, like the setting sun on a cliff edge.

So beautiful you can't take your eyes off her, yet so cold it sends chills down your spine.

The four guards at the door froze, their eyes wide with shock.

They had never seen such a sight before.

What kind of superpower is it for someone's eyes to become like this?

But their stiffness lasted only a second as the surrounding environment began to change.

It didn't change gradually, but rather changed wildly, as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button.

The vermilion gate began to fade, turning gray and dark as if the red had been drained away.

The gold lettering on the lintel fell off piece by piece, like a golden rain.

The bluestone floor at the entrance was cracked, and the cracks spread in all directions like a spider web.

Black mist, thick as ink, gushed from the crack, writhing like a living thing.

The sky changed; the blue sky and white clouds overhead disappeared as if they had been torn off.

Instead, a dark red sky appeared, like a congealed blood clot.

The clouds were black and low, churning and rolling as if they were pressing down on us.

The surrounding buildings began to twist and deform; the red walls and gray tiles of the Prime Minister's Mansion looked like crumpled paper.

The walls were covered with black vines; the vines were moving, growing, and spreading.

The vines were covered in barbs, from which black liquid dripped and sizzled as it fell to the ground.

The ground began to collapse, and stone slabs fell one by one, revealing the black soil underneath.

Something was throbbing in the soil, like something was trying to crawl out.

The air has changed. The once fresh air has become sweet and cloying, like rotten fruit.

It was sweet but also had a metallic, bloody taste that was so strong it made you want to vomit.

The temperature plummeted from a warm afternoon to below freezing.

Gu Yan exhaled a breath that condensed into white mist in the air and lingered for a long time.

A low roar came from afar, not the howl of a wild beast, but more like the groan of the earth.

The sound surged in from all directions, enveloping and pressing him.

He stood on the threshold, his pupils flashing wildly with seven colors.

This is not an illusion; it is a real physical change.

His special ability allows him to manipulate other people's five senses and make them see fake things.

But it can't change the real world, nor can it change the land beneath our feet or the sky above our heads.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Panic is useless, fear is useless, only a sharp mind is useful.

The seven-colored light in his pupils stabilized and stopped flashing wildly.

The Mirror Flower Seal is his strongest weapon, not for intimidating people, but for analyzing situations.

He closed his eyes and then opened them again; the seven-colored light had mostly subsided.

But a faint halo of color lingered deep within the pupil, like fragments of a rainbow settling in the eye.

He began to observe every detail around him without missing a single one.

A dark red sky, black vines, collapsed ground, and distant roars.

All the information is gathered, analyzed, and judged in my mind.

The Black Tide Secret Realm. This is the Black Tide Secret Realm.

He had read countless descriptions in books, and what he saw before him was exactly the same.

The dark red sky is a signature feature of the secret realm.

The black vines, called Bone-Eating Vines, spread, attack, and release venom.

The deep roar in the distance was the sound of a strange beast.

There was also a pulsating sound coming from underground, like a heartbeat.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Each blow made his chest feel tight; each blow felt like a hammer pounding on his heart.

He crouched down and touched the crack in the ground with his finger.

I picked up a bit of black dirt on my fingertip and smelled it under my nose.

It had a strong, cloyingly rotten smell, but it wasn't ordinary rot.

It had a faint smell of sulfur and an indescribable fishy odor.

He glanced again at the bone-corroding vines; they were growing outwards.

It grows outwards from the depths of the secret realm, meaning that the core of the secret realm is far away.

His current location is the edge, the edge of the secret realm.

This is important because it shows he wasn't simply thrown into the depths of the secret realm.

However, the density and strength of the monsters are much lower at the edge of the entrance.

He stood up, patted the dirt off his hands, and had already formed a preliminary judgment in his mind.

This secret realm won't be too high-level.

He would probably be torn to shreds the moment he entered a true S-class secret realm.

A B-level strength wouldn't last even a minute in an S-level secret realm.

The fact that he can stand here, think, and observe indicates that the level of this secret realm is similar to his own.

There won't be a higher grade than B to A.

But the question is, how did I end up in the Black Tide Secret Realm for no reason?

Although the gates to the Black Tide Secret Realm may open randomly at any time around the world.

But how could it be such a coincidence that it happened right at the Prime Minister's doorstep?

It opened just as he lifted his foot to step across the threshold.

This is too much of a coincidence, it's like someone timed it perfectly.

His back started to break out in a cold sweat, not from fear, but because he had thought of something.

Pei Youyi said that recently many foreign forces have entered Great Xia.

There are also some heretical groups overseas and people whose origins are unclear.

Pei Youyi didn't say what they were doing in Daxia, but his eyes were very serious.

Looking back now, it's probably related to him.

The news of him staying at the Pei family's house for so long couldn't possibly have escaped.

Many people know that Gu Yan, the "Imperial Jade," is in the Pei family.

Lin Jinyu recognized him at the banquet; so many people must have seen the news spread.

People who want to capture him, people who want to use him, and people who want to kill him.

These people won't give up on him just because he's in the Pei family. No matter how strong the Pei family is, they can't stop everyone.

He glanced down at the Demon-Suppressing Blade at his waist, his fingers resting on the hilt.

My mind raced, trying to figure out who did this.

The heretics are masters at launching these kinds of terrorist attacks to open the gates to the Black Tide Secret Realm.

The enemies of Great Xia, an overseas organization, do not want to see Great Xia possess the Imperial Jade.

Or perhaps someone from a powerful family didn't want him to live or stay in the Pei family.

He recalled the gentle yet unfathomable look that Zhuge Liang had given him.

The Grand Secretary knew he was coming today.

Then, as soon as he stepped inside, the Black Tide Secret Realm opened.

This is such a coincidence, it's unbelievable.

But then he thought that the Grand Secretary had no reason to harm him, since the Grand Secretary was the one in power in the Great Xia Dynasty.

The Imperial Jade is a treasure to the Great Xia Dynasty, and the Prime Minister has no reason to harm it.

Who is that?

Who can open the Black Tide Secret Realm right at the Prime Minister's doorstep?

That would require immense skill and strength.