If you die, I will be able to inherit your cultivation.

With a thought, Zhou Ming quietly unleashed the power of the world, slowly probing towards the vast secret realm ahead.

In a short time, he had figured out the terrain and environment of the entire secret realm.

At the same time, it accurately pinpointed the location of that Quasi-Saint and the group of Great Luo Golden Immortals.

The scale of this secret realm far exceeds all the secret realms he had previously conquered, covering a vast territory of hundreds of billions of miles.

Inside the secret realm, the sky remained dark and gloomy, inheriting the characteristics of all regions of the Demon Void.

However, the overall environment is already far superior to other secret realms in the surrounding area.

There are no endless sandstorms or frequent spatial collapses here; those extremely harsh natural phenomena have largely disappeared.

The entire secret realm was mostly covered by swathes of red vegetation, densely rooted in the earth, exuding an eerie energy fluctuation.

Within the secret realm, the number of savage beasts remains abundant, roaming in groups throughout the wilderness and forests, and can be seen everywhere.

Moreover, the overall strength of the beasts here is significantly greater than that of their counterparts in the outer secret realms; their blood and qi are more abundant, their physical bodies are stronger, and their aura is more violent.

Zhou Ming secretly speculated that these red plants must contain special energy that nourishes the beasts in the secret realm year after year, which is why the overall strength of the beasts here is far superior to that of other places.

Within the vast secret realm, apart from the Quasi-Saint team at the center, there were no other traces of outside cultivators.

Zhou Ming's gaze finally focused on the very center of the secret realm.

The entire central area was firmly shrouded by a massive, hazy array, covering an extremely wide area and forming a seamless whole.

The array patterns are naturally formed, without any trace of artificial carving or arrangement.

With just a glance, Zhou Ming instantly determined the grade and origin of the formation.

This is a primordial grand formation.

The innate grand formation is born from the origin of heaven and earth, making it extremely stable and far more terrifying and difficult to break than any formation set up later.

At this moment, the quasi-saint cultivator was leading more than ten Grand Luo Golden Immortals, standing on the outer edge of the innate grand formation.

Everyone watched intently, examining the formation closely and constantly deducing its patterns and operating rules.

They clearly intend to join forces to break this natural formation and explore the secrets hidden behind it.

Zhou Ming moved silently and instantly teleported out, landing steadily on a towering mountain peak not far from the innate grand formation.

He concealed his aura, hid himself, and stood quietly on the cliff top, his gaze fixed on the gray innate array that enveloped the heavens and earth below.

Then a delicate wisp of world power slowly emerged, invading the great array barrier, attempting to assimilate and analyze the array structure.

In the past, the power of the world could easily and effortlessly dismantle and assimilate any formation it faced.

But today, facing the innate grand formation of this demonic void secret realm, the power of the world has encountered significant resistance for the first time.

The surface of the great formation has its own natural rules and barriers, which resist his power from intruding layer by layer.

Fortunately, this resistance was not extremely strong and was well within his tolerance range.

Zhou Ming silently estimated the speed in his mind. With his current analysis efficiency, he estimated that he could assimilate a part of the array in two or three hours and open up an entrance for him.

Zhou Ming slowly released the power of the world, gradually infiltrating the great formation.

Below, several Great Luo Golden Immortals and a Quasi-Saint were studying the formation. He didn't want to alert them by making any rash moves or leaking his aura.

He planned to slowly infiltrate and secretly analyze the great formation using the power of the world, while quietly observing the methods of the cultivators below to break the formation, waiting for the best opportunity.

But after only a moment of observation, Zhou Ming's originally calm gaze suddenly tightened, and his brows furrowed.

In the distance, at the entrance to the secret realm, the space fluctuated continuously, and powerful auras emerged one after another.

One figure after another appeared, and all of them were powerful figures at the Quasi-Saint level.

After these quasi-saints appeared, they did not pause at all. They all identified the center of the secret realm and used teleportation to rush towards the location of the innate grand formation. Their goals were extremely unified.

In the blink of an eye, several quasi-saints arrived above the great formation.

One of the quasi-saints, dressed in blue and with an arrogant expression, hovered high in the sky, looking at the first quasi-saint to arrive with a mocking gaze, and let out a wild laugh.

"Haha, Old Monster Huang, you really are here. You sneaked in alone into the heart of the Demon Void to secretly search for treasures. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Sage?"

The first quasi-saint surnamed Huang to arrive instantly darkened his face, his expression turning gloomy and ugly, and he retorted angrily.

"Feng Yue, whether the Sage rebukes me or not is none of your business! But you, your actions are truly despicable. You actually planted spies and informants in my sect to spy on my movements. Do you really have no shame whatsoever as a quasi-Sage?"

The blue-robed quasi-saint, known as Feng Yue, didn't care at all. His face became even more mocking as he spoke nonchalantly.

"Noodles? Hahaha, Old Monster Huang, we've known each other for ages, we know each other inside and out. I, Feng Yue, have cultivated for so long, when have I ever needed so-called noodles?"

As the two confronted and argued, large spatial ripples once again appeared in the void around the great formation, and several subtle and powerful auras descended at the same time.

A deep and majestic Buddhist chant resounded throughout the entire secret realm, drowning out the sounds of the two arguing, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Amitabha. This old monk observed the celestial phenomena and deduced the secrets of heaven, and calculated that a supreme treasure destined for our Buddhist sect has appeared in this world, and it has indeed come true."

"I just didn't expect that you two benefactors would arrive here first, intending to seize the opportunities my Buddhist sect has?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a kind-faced old monk slowly stepped out of the void.

He was draped in Buddhist robes, his body radiating a vast Buddhist light, and golden Buddhist aura spread across the land, instantly illuminating the entire dark and gloomy secret realm and dyeing the surrounding dark void golden.

The old monk had a gentle face and seemed compassionate and kind, but his eyes concealed calculation and a determination to succeed.

As soon as the Buddhist chanting ended, an extremely piercing, dry, and sharp strange sound suddenly rang out, like the friction of refined iron or the scraping of a hard object, causing pain to the eardrums and discomfort to the mind.

"Heh heh heh... What a shameless old bald monk! You claim to be able to foresee the secrets of heaven, but did you ever foresee that your presence here today would inevitably bring a bloody disaster?"

Another quasi-saint, hidden in the shadows, appeared, his aura sinister and cold, his presence violent and eerie, forming an extreme contrast with the old monk's righteous Buddhist aura.

The first quasi-saint surnamed Huang to arrive at the place looked increasingly grim, his eyes filled with anger and impatience.

He abruptly turned to look at Feng Yue beside him, and roared angrily in a low voice.

"Feng Yue! Are you blind? Someone was following you, and you didn't even notice? How did you even manage to cultivate to the Quasi-Saint realm?!"

Faced with Huang Laoguai's furious rebuke, Feng Yue, who had been arrogant and boastful just moments before, was instantly speechless, his expression becoming amiable, no longer displaying his previous arrogance.

He opened his mouth, but his words stammered, like a junior who had done something wrong and was being scolded, completely lacking confidence.

"I... I never expected that this bald monk would secretly follow me."

"The environment in the heart of the Demon Void is so unique, with disordered spacetime and obscured rules, that even divine sense cannot be deployed, and its detection is hindered. I... I can't sense anyone behind me at all!"

Feng Yue's explanation was filled with helplessness and frustration.