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

Just as the two were arguing and explaining themselves, a long, majestic, and awe-inspiring dragon roar suddenly resounded through the sky.

The dragon's roar was deep and resonant, carrying the supreme majesty of an ancient divine beast. It instantly suppressed all other noises in the area, and the void of the entire secret realm trembled slightly.

As the mighty dragon swept across the heavens and earth, a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe with dragon patterns and a dignified and cold face slowly appeared in the dim sky.

He stood tall and imposing, exuding an aura of dominance. His gaze swept over all the quasi-saints below, his tone carrying the innate arrogance of the dragon race.

"All of you fellow practitioners have gathered here seeking opportunities. Why were you not informed of this grand gathering beforehand?"

"Could it be that you all deliberately look down on my dragon race, or harbor resentment towards us?"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a clear, long, and extremely penetrating phoenix cry suddenly resounded throughout the surrounding area.

ji...

The phoenix's cry was clear and high-pitched, soaring straight into the sky, instantly overpowering the dragon's might and standing shoulder to shoulder with its roar.

A woman with a dignified figure and stunning beauty descended from the sky, her phoenix-patterned long dress fluttering slightly in the wind, exuding a cool and noble aura, quietly hovering on the other side of the heavens.

She looked at the middle-aged man in the dragon robe, her tone indifferent, yet tinged with disdain.

"Ao Lie, put away your arrogant attitude."

"Your dragon race's former glory is long gone; why bother putting on airs here?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Lie, a quasi-saint of the Dragon Clan, darkened his face and immediately turned around to retort angrily, his tone domineering and forceful.

"What's it to you? I, Ao Lie, have always acted as I pleased; why should I explain myself to anyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Lie let out a cold snort and ignored the Phoenix Clan woman's confrontation.

His gaze swept over everyone else, locking firmly onto the innate array that enveloped the entire secret realm below, his eyes flashing with intense greed and determination.

As Huang Laoguai gazed at the various Quasi-Saint powerhouses appearing one after another in the sky, his face darkened to the extreme, his brows filled with anger and helplessness.

He knew in his heart that his secret search for opportunities in the hidden realm had been completely exposed.

With so many forces and so many quasi-saints gathered here at the same time, each with their own ulterior motives and schemes, it is impossible for this struggle for the secret realm's opportunities to end peacefully.

Rather than letting some people hide in the shadows, wait for an opportunity to ambush, and reap the benefits, it's better to force all those in hiding out and confront them openly.

Thinking of this, Old Monster Huang suppressed his anger and spoke coldly to the entire void.

"Now that you're all here, come out and greet us. Hiding like this is just too embarrassing!"

His voice, carrying the powerful aura of a quasi-saint, resounded throughout the entire secret realm.

The moment the words fell, subtle spatial fluctuations began to appear in various parts of the seemingly empty and calm void.

Several hidden figures slowly stepped out of the void, each with a smile on their face and their eyes looking at Old Monster Huang with open confidence, without the slightest embarrassment at being exposed.

These people were all quasi-saints from various factions who had concealed their auras and hidden in the void beforehand, intending to observe the situation in secret and wait for an opportunity to act.

Old Huang was too lazy to engage in pleasantries with these people. His expression was cold, and he said no more.

He raised his hand and launched a series of attacks into the surrounding void.

The palm strike was powerful and carried a heavy force of rules, sweeping across the entire blind spot of the sky.

Several muffled thuds rang out in succession, and the void trembled continuously.

In a short while, he forced more than a dozen hidden figures out of their concealed space.

As soon as one of the quasi-saints appeared, he spoke with a hint of exasperation and anger.

"Old Huang! I was just passing through and had no intention of getting involved in this conflict, yet you dare to attack me without provocation!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Old Monster Huang interrupted him with a sharp shout.

"roll!"

A single, simple word, imbued with the power of a quasi-saint, awes all around.

The quasi-saint who was forced to reveal himself changed his expression several times, but in the end he suppressed his anger and dared not continue to argue, so he could only shut up in frustration.

At this point, more than twenty quasi-saint level experts had gathered above the secret realm's sky.

In this world, cultivators who can reach the Quasi-Saint realm are all top-tier experts, each backed by powerful forces and clans with profound foundations.

But at this moment, everyone was extremely restrained, and no one took the initiative to fight.

The group stared at each other across the distance, their eyes filled with wariness, greed, and calculation. They restrained and feared one another, none of them willing to be the first to break the balance and become the target of their attacks.

Outside the great formation, the group of Grand Luo Golden Immortal cultivators who were originally focused on deducing the formation and trying to break it all stopped their actions when they saw the drastic change in the situation.

Concentrate and be on guard, retreat behind Old Monster Huang, and quietly observe the situation on the field.

The atmosphere above the entire secret realm was extremely oppressive, and a great battle was about to break out.

On a distant mountaintop, Zhou Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, his body ramrod straight, locking away his aura and concealing it to the extreme.

Even with more than twenty Quasi-Saints gathered nearby, none of them could detect the figure of a peak Quasi-Saint hidden on this mountain peak.

He calmly observed the every move of all the quasi-saints in front of the great formation, firmly controlling the overall situation.

While activating the power of its own world, it continuously accelerates the penetration and analysis of the innate array, steadily advancing the assimilation process.

Just as the powerful figures from all sides were locked in a standoff and undercurrents were surging, the entire secret realm suddenly began to tremble violently.

It's unclear whether Huang Laoguai's forceful hiding technique earlier alerted the savage beasts within the secret realm.

It was the immense aura of the more than twenty Quasi-Saints that stimulated the savage beasts of the secret realm, instantly alarming countless beasts lurking throughout the realm.

Countless savage beasts surged forth from the wilderness, valleys, underground, and forests, overwhelming the center of the great formation.

A massive herd of savage beasts roared and charged, a dark mass that blotted out the earth, their ferocious bloodlust and primal killing instincts driving them toward all the human cultivators.

Faced with countless hordes of savage beasts, all the quasi-saints present could no longer maintain a simple standoff.

The quasi-saints stopped watching and raised their hands to summon their personal magical treasures, taking the initiative to clear out the horde of savage beasts.

One after another, magical treasures, radiating brilliant light and flowing with rules, soared into the sky, some to attack, some to guard the field, and some to sweep across the four directions.

In an instant, the sounds of magical artifacts roaring, savage beasts howling, and divine powers exploding mingled together, echoing throughout the entire secret realm, with violent energy fluctuations spreading in all directions.

Zhou Ming sat quietly on the mountaintop, gazing at the various magical treasures that were unleashing their power one after another. A deep envy involuntarily appeared in his eyes, which were filled with fervor.

In the celestial realm, magical treasures are ranked in a progressive order, from lowest to highest:

Immortal artifacts, acquired spiritual treasures, acquired supreme treasures (acquired merit treasures), innate spiritual treasures, innate supreme treasures, and above these are only legendary chaotic spiritual treasures and chaotic supreme treasures.

Among the cultivators of the heavens, most Taiyi Golden Immortals and Daluo Golden Immortals rely on immortal artifacts and acquired spiritual treasures.

The standard equipment for a quasi-saint level expert is a true innate spiritual treasure.

Innate treasures are extremely rare and precious, even quasi-saints find them very difficult to possess, and they are basically controlled by saints.

As for Chaos Spiritual Treasures and Chaos Supreme Treasures, they only exist in ancient legends.

Throughout history, no sage has ever been known to possess such a supreme treasure that transcends the Great Dao.