In the world of martial arts, there is a vast fantasy world.

Chapter 234 Obtaining the Entire Secret Realm

"Naturally, it's the Xuanlong Palace." The ancestor's voice was filled with a sense of nostalgia, as if drifting to the distant past. It sounded like an explanation, but more like a soliloquy. "The Xuanlong Palace of the past used the Nine Roars of the Dragon Bell to resound throughout the entire Xuanlong region to celebrate its Holy Son. Anyone who could ascend to the position of Holy Son was destined to become a saint."

Will he inevitably become a saint?

This assessment caused Bai Yu and the others from Shan Hai to gasp in shock.

This is such an amazing compliment!

It was so big that they were all somewhat dazed.

Don't be fooled by their current status as beings of the Mountain and Sea realms; for them, the path of martial arts has likely come to an end. They don't even have the courage to break through to the Sun and Moon realms. As for the saints above the Sun and Moon realms, they are like gods in the heavens.

But unexpectedly, the holy son of the ancient Xuanlong Palace was destined to become a saint.

"In the ten thousand years of the Xuanlong Palace, ten holy sons have emerged, all of whom have attained the status of saints, without exception," the patriarch of the Tianyuan Sect exclaimed. "Now it has been exactly eleven thousand years. I never expected this, never expected this."

It's clear that even this Sun and Moon Ancestor was greatly impacted.

There's no need for these mountains, seas, or spiritual realms.

They all looked at the location of the secret realm.

Now, there is only one person inside, and it is all too clear for whom the dragon bell is ringing.

So, is that young man truly destined to become a saint?

This reality left them with mixed feelings. Even though they had expected that this person might be a holy son of some holy land, there were different levels of holy sons. Obviously, the "holy son" they had previously thought of was completely different in terms of prestige from the "holy son" of Xuanlong Palace, who only appeared once every ten thousand years.

The Xuanlong Palace has been destroyed for ten thousand years, yet there are still people who can be honored with the title of Holy Son.

At this moment, only silent shock remained at the scene.

However, Shen Xing was unaware of the meaning behind Long Zhong Jiu Ming at this moment. He simply took it as a kind of procedural congratulation for achieving something, and he couldn't care less about it. He was currently in a very profound state.

A new Heavenly Grade Martial Dao Intent was constantly circulating within his soul, rapidly purifying it. If he hadn't obtained this Martial Dao Intent, he would never have known that his soul had such enormous potential for growth.

The pale golden flames that were originally causing extreme pain have now become unusually comfortable.

More importantly, a continuous stream of coolness continued to flow into the soul from the Ascending Dragon Steps. Clearly, even according to the "program," this place would still assist successful trial participants in accelerating the transformation of their souls.

In addition to the changes in his soul, Shen Xing's Yuan Power was also undergoing intense changes.

His Myriad Dragons Technique is slowly but steadily progressing towards the Heavenly Rank.

In fact, it's not enough to simply use one Heaven-grade Dragon-type Martial Arts Intent to directly elevate the quality of the Myriad Dragons Technique to Heaven-grade. Based on previous experience, at least several techniques would be required.

However, Shen Xing had already accumulated the quality of the Myriad Dragons Technique to the top level of Earth Grade, and the level of this Heaven Grade martial arts intent was obviously higher than that of ordinary Heaven Grade. As a result, under this accumulation, the Myriad Dragons Technique actually began to move closer to Heaven Grade, at least far exceeding the top level of Earth Grade.

As a practical effect, the Yuan energy within his body is also undergoing a tremendous transformation.

He is currently cultivating while simultaneously consuming large amounts of elixirs.

The Eight-Patterned Golden Dragon Pill, which used to take a week to refine, was completely consumed in less than two hours, forcing the user to take a second one.

Although such a huge expenditure did not bring much improvement in realm, it did bring about a transformation in the quality of Yuan energy, which further enhanced strength.

Shen Xing himself could clearly feel that his strength was growing rapidly.

Perhaps it is still the mid-stage of the third realm, but even relying on basic strength, I am confident that I can confront the spiritual realm of this world head-on!

This refers to the situation where no armor is being worn!

The strength of this foundation has reached an incredible level.

Shen Xing was even confident that he could defeat the four realms of the Human Federation.

It should be noted that in the Human Federation, a victory of a third realm over a fourth realm has never happened before without the use of any weapons!

The gap between these two stages is simply incomparable to the physical training stage and the innate stage.

Even the most outstanding and talented person could not achieve this level.

However, Shen Xing was able to do it at this moment!

From this moment on, his performance may have surpassed the entire history of the Human Federation, not just the Academy home planet!

"Just this gain alone makes the trip to the secret realm worthwhile."

Shen Xing opened his eyes with a murmur, a golden flame burning within them. After a moment, it slowly receded, but if one looked closely, one could still see a wisp of inextinguishable flame in the depths of his eyes.

It adds an even greater sense of mystery and power.

All I can say is that Shen Xing was completely satisfied.

Even if there are no further gains, that will be enough.

Moreover, he looked at the remaining ten trials, quite eager to try them out.

"Holy Son, some of the trial resources are running low." A voice suddenly came to Shen Xing's ears, startling him. The flames in his eyes burst forth, and he looked straight ahead.

He had been completely unaware of it before, but now he could clearly see strands of "consciousness" that had no physical form and were like ghosts.

That's right, these "things" are not even souls, but just streams of consciousness.

"Were you the ones watching me just now?" Shen Xing asked.

Although it was somewhat unexpected, he did not feel any danger.

"It is we."

"I didn't expect that His Holiness the Holy Son could still sense our gaze."

"As expected of the Holy Son."

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These voices, one after another, produced sound by vibrating the air, yet their excitement was still subtly revealed in their tones.

Shen Xing did not sense any malice.

Rather, I felt a strong sense of compliance.

"Why do you call me the Holy Son?" He naturally wouldn't ignore this title and asked directly.

"The Holy Son has learned the Dragon of the Sun and obtained the Great Sun Fire Seed of my Xuanlong Palace. He will be the new Holy Son." One of the consciousnesses stepped forward, seemingly as a representative, and answered respectfully.

"Xuanlong Palace?" Shen Xing gradually realized. "You're all from Xuanlong Palace?"

"Indeed," he replied respectfully, his tone filled with pride. "I am Huang Xingjie, the 1,721st generation true disciple of Xuanlong Palace."

When he said the words "true disciple", he even emphasized them.

"But wasn't the Xuanlong Palace destroyed ten thousand years ago?" Shen Xing pondered, but didn't mince words, asking directly, "Judging from your forms, you don't seem to be divine souls, so, could you explain?"

"Your Majesty, the Xuanlong Palace did indeed suffer a great upheaval, and we all perished in it," Huang Xingjie respectfully explained. "However, as true disciples, we each possess a fragment of our true spirit hidden within the palace. Under the nurturing of the Xuanlong Stele in the secret realm for thousands of years, we have been reborn and are able to exist in the Xuanlong Secret Realm in the form of consciousness, maintaining the growth and operation of the secret realm."

With his explanation, Shen Xing understood the reason.

Within this Mysterious Dragon Realm lies a priceless treasure.

It's that Xuanlong Stele.

They didn't know exactly what happened, but it seemed that after the destruction, someone put all the remaining true spirits of these true disciples into the Xuanlong Stele to nurture them. After thousands of years, they gradually regained their consciousness and self, but they still couldn't break free from the Xuanlong Stele. So they maintained the operation of the secret realm in the form of consciousness.

This is why the secret realm continues to operate even after so much time has passed.

"You should know that the disciples sent later were not from your Xuanlong Palace, right?" After understanding the cause and effect, Shen Xing was both surprised and quite curious.

"Indeed, they call themselves the Tianyuan Sect," Huang Xingjie said with a smile. "But most of their lineage is from my Xuanlong Palace. Since that's the case, what does it matter what they call themselves? It's not unreasonable to regard them as the outer sect of my Xuanlong Palace. Besides, if it weren't for that, we wouldn't have been able to welcome the Holy Son today."

"That's quite carefree." Shen Xing nodded slightly, then changed the subject, "What did you mean by saying there weren't enough resources?"

"Reporting to the Holy Son," Huang Xingjie seemed somewhat helpless this time, "the many rewards in the secret realm are not without source, but need to be constantly replenished. Although we can use the cultivation grounds within the secret realm, we can only barely operate them. The Holy Son's previous cultivation has already exhausted the resources for nourishing the soul and enhancing the Yuan power. Among the remaining trials, many are no longer effective."

Shen Xing fell silent for a while.

With the help of the secret realm, he broke through to the mid-stage of the third realm two or three months ahead of schedule, and then completed the transformation of his soul. He originally thought that the resources in the secret realm were not only endless, but more than enough to support him, a mere third realm cultivator.

But I didn't expect it to run out so quickly.

"Your Excellency, the greatest treasure of this secret realm is not these resources, but the realm itself." Huang Xingjie seemed to have sensed Shen Xing's thoughts and quickly said, "This secret realm is the most precious treasure of my Xuanlong Palace. It was continuously improved by generations of Xuanlong Palace saints and has not suffered much damage. Now, the entire secret realm belongs to Your Excellency."

"Oh?" Shen Xing became interested. "I'm not from the Tianyuan Sect, but I don't have the ability to snatch this secret realm from them."

"No need to fight over it, this is yours." Huang Xingjie laughed, clearly trying his best to increase Shen Xing's sense of belonging to the Xuanlong Palace. "You have already inherited the Great Sun Fire Seed, which is the symbol of your status as a Holy Son. You have already gained the recognition of the Xuanlong Stele and will have the highest authority over the Xuanlong Secret Realm. As long as you wish, you can close the Xuanlong Secret Realm at any time. Unless a Saint takes action, no one can enter."

(End of this chapter)