A Useless Person Awakens to the Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique

At the main peak gate, the morning mist had not yet dissipated, and auspicious purple clouds appeared from the east.

As soon as Ling Chen appeared, he was stunned by the scene before him.

Countless inner disciples were already lined up and waiting, a sea of ​​people, yet orderly. Large groups of disciples in different attire were distributed in different areas—green from Qingya Mountain, black from Xuanjian Sect, and white from Liuyun Valley. The three-colored flags fluttered in the wind, and there was a subtle distance between them. The air was filled with tension and vigilance.

On the high platform in the center of the mountain gate, the sect leader, Song Hai, Xie Xuan and several other elders stood solemnly with dignified expressions.

Ling Chen glanced around and spotted Lin Hao standing at the front.

He was dressed in white, with a sword at his waist, and had an elegant demeanor. When he saw Ling Chen, he nodded slightly, with a hint of encouragement in his eyes.

Not far away, Su Ling'er was also waving frantically at him, her little face full of excitement.

Ling Chen walked slowly towards the inner disciples' line, his aura concealed, yet he still attracted many glances.

"That's Ling Chen? The one who defeated Senior Brother?"

"He doesn't seem to have changed much..."

"Don't be fooled by appearances, he's really strong."

Whispers filled the air, but Ling Chen ignored them and silently joined the queue.

A moment later, the sect leader raised his hand, silencing the commotion.

"Disciples, the Qingya Mountain Secret Realm opens today!"

The sect leader's voice was loud and clear, imbued with spiritual power, and spread far and wide.

"Within the secret realm, there are opportunities, dangers, demonic beasts, treasures, and disciples from other sects."

"Remember the rules of Qingya Mountain: to outsiders, represent Qingya Mountain; to insiders, take responsibility for your own life and death, but do not kill each other."

"If you encounter a strong enemy, you may retreat; if you encounter an opportunity, you may seize it."

"Now—enter the secret realm!"

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling light screen suddenly lit up in the void in the center of the mountain gate, with colorful spiritual light flowing around it, just like a gate leading to an unknown world.

An ancient and desolate aura slowly emanated from the light screen.

Even the elders with profound cultivation couldn't help but show a slight change in expression.

"Walk!"

At the sect leader's command, the disciples surged toward the light screen like a tidal wave.

Ling Chen followed the crowd and stepped into the light curtain.

In an instant, space distorted and light and shadow shifted.

The bright light was blinding, and the wind howled in my ears, as if I had crossed the boundaries of time and space.

In just a few breaths, the scene before them suddenly changed.

What comes into view is a vast and boundless valley.

The spiritual energy within the valley was so dense it was almost tangible, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of spiritual herbs. Everywhere you looked, there were spiritual herbs and flowers everywhere.

In the distance, the mountains stretch endlessly, shrouded in mist, with the outlines of ancient buildings faintly visible, and a huge valley entrance hidden deep in the fog—that is the core area of ​​the secret realm.

"This is... the secret realm?"

Many disciples were stunned into silence, their eyes filled with greed and anticipation.

Ling Chen took a deep breath, his gaze sharp.

Scenes from "The Chronicles of Secret Realms" flashed through my mind—the Herb Garden, the Martial Arts Pavilion, the Trial Valley... every place harbored both danger and opportunity.

Just then, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

"Hey, isn't this our newly minted genius from Qingya Mountain?"

Three figures walked slowly towards them. The one in the lead was a young man in black with a cold and stern face. A black longsword hung at his waist, and his aura was sharp. He was none other than Zhao Xuan, a genius of the Xuanjian Sect.

His cultivation level was actually at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining!

Behind him were two people, one tall and one short, both with the cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining. They looked arrogant and stared at Ling Chen with unfriendly eyes.

Zhao Xuan looked Ling Chen up and down, his tone filled with undisguised sarcasm:

"I heard you defeated Lin Hao? He's just a handyman who got there by luck."

"In front of our Xuanjian Sect, someone like you isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes."

"Be smart and hand over the treasure you obtained, or I might spare your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him froze instantly.

Many disciples of Qingya Mountain paled and retreated hastily, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Lin Hao frowned, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Xuan, do not act recklessly in this secret realm!"

Zhao Xuan glanced at him and said indifferently, "Lin Hao, this is none of your business."

"Ling Chen is a disciple of Qingya Mountain. It's not up to the Xuanjian Sect to interfere." Lin Hao's tone was calm, yet it conveyed an undeniable firmness.

The atmosphere between the two instantly became tense.

The sect leader and Elder Song Hai on the high platform looked serious, but did not make a move immediately.

They wanted to see how Ling Chen would respond.

Ling Chen raised his eyes, his gaze calm as he looked at Zhao Xuan, a faint sneer playing on his lips.

Whether I'm lucky or not is none of your business.

"As for the rare treasures..."

Ling Chen flipped his palm, and the spirit jade became slightly warm. The spiritual power at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining within his body quietly circulated.

"If you want it, you can come and get it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Chen's aura suddenly erupted, and his fierce and domineering aura swept in all directions, colliding violently with Zhao Xuan's sharp aura!

The two energies collided, causing the air to tremble and the surrounding spiritual herbs to bend.

Zhao Xuan's face darkened, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He hadn't expected Ling Chen to be so tough and able to confront him head-on.

"Good, very good!"

Zhao Xuan sneered, flicked his finger, and a black longsword instantly materialized, its sword energy crisscrossing.

"Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xuan moved like a ghost towards Ling Chen, and with a swing of his long sword, the sharp sword energy went straight for Ling Chen's neck!

The speed was astonishing!

The disciples below the stage gasped in surprise.

"Senior Brother is in danger!"

Lin Hao's expression tightened, and he was about to make a move when the sect leader raised his hand to stop him.

"Let him handle it himself," the sect leader said calmly.

Lin Hao could only suppress the urge to attack, keeping his eyes fixed on the arena.

Facing Zhao Xuan's deadly attack, Ling Chen's eyes were sharp as knives.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, his spiritual energy frantically converging at the tip of his fist, radiating dazzling golden light.

"Spirit Emperor Fist!"

Ling Chen let out a low shout and threw a punch. The fierce and unparalleled fist wind crashed into Zhao Xuan's sword energy!

"Bang!"

With a deafening roar, the sword energy shattered instantly!

The force of the punch remained undiminished, heading straight for Zhao Xuan!

Zhao Xuan's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly dodged to the side, but was still hit in the shoulder by the force of the punch. He staggered back several steps, feeling a sharp pain in his shoulder.

He stared at Ling Chen in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

He was at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining, yet he was able to directly confront him, who was at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining!

And its power is so domineering!

"you……"

Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

"The geniuses of the Xuanjian Sect are nothing special." Ling Chen withdrew his fist, his tone indifferent, carrying undisguised sarcasm.

The surrounding disciples instantly erupted in excitement!

"Awesome! Ling Chen is awesome!"

"A loser's comeback is so satisfying!"

"He actually managed to defeat Zhao Xuan with a single punch!"

The sect leader on the high platform stroked his beard and laughed heartily, his eyes full of admiration.

Elder Song Hai nodded in satisfaction.

Xie Xuan's face turned ashen, and he cursed Zhao Xuan as a good-for-nothing in his heart.

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and shock, and stared at Ling Chen with a sinister look.

"Very good, Ling Chen."

"In the secret realm, I will make you pay the price!"

After saying that, Zhao Xuan turned around, took two of his men, snorted coldly, and left.

Ling Chen did not give chase.

He knew this was just the beginning.

Within the secret realm, where dragons and tigers clash, he must maintain peak condition to meet even greater challenges.

Lin Hao slowly walked to Ling Chen's side and solemnly said, "Junior Brother Ling Chen, you are very strong. But Zhao Xuan is no benevolent person. Be sure to be careful in the secret realm."

Ling Chen cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother."

"Let's go." Lin Hao raised his hand. "The secret realm's opening time is limited, so let's go as deep as possible and seize the initiative."

Ling Chen nodded and walked side by side with Lin Hao into the depths of the secret realm.

Sunlight fell on the boy, revealing a resolute edge in his eyes.

The journey to the secret realm has officially begun.

But Ling Chen's legend has only just begun.