When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

As soon as the portal opened, Chu Xianlan was simply and brutally thrown into the secret realm from mid-air.

Before they could even summon their aircraft, they were thrown into a rocky wasteland.

"Ouch!" It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

The world spun around him, and with a heavy slam, he landed on the scorching ground with a muffled groan.

Chu Xianlan rolled over on the spot, propped herself up, and quickly looked at the little snake she was protecting in her arms, transmitting her voice, "Master, are you alright?"

The white snake gently rubbed its cool head against the boy's palm. After rubbing, it did not immediately transform into a jade bracelet in the form of a magic artifact. Instead, it slowly snaked upwards along Chu Xianlan's arm, found a comfortable position, and tightly wrapped itself around his wrist.

The cool scales clung to the skin, but the little snake paused its upward movement, as if it was seriously debating which finger to wrap around.

That look is very cute.

This rebellious disciple is becoming increasingly arrogant and ignorant.

Chu Xianlan felt a strong urge to touch it, and almost unconsciously reached out her other hand to gently touch the little snake's head.

The little snake paused for a moment, then looked up at him with its round eyes. Instead of flinching, it tilted its head slightly and touched his fingertip in a welcoming manner.

"..." Oh my god.

Completely charmed, Chu Xianlan exclaimed: You rebellious disciple!

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind swept overhead, and the sharp cry of some unknown monster brushed past my ears. Steam rose from the scorching ground, and the air was filled with restless, sultry heat.

……hot?

That doesn't make sense.

The Myriad Swords Immortal Realm is an extremely cold place, where ten-thousand-year-old mysterious ice and polar snow mountains are concentrated. The ice layer here never melts all year round, which is common knowledge that almost the entire cultivation world has heard of. How could it possibly feel hot?

Thinking she had come to the wrong place, Chu Xianlan looked around and her gaze fell into the distance, where she was stunned.

There are no continuous snow-capped mountains.

Those are clearly countless active volcanoes that are erupting!

At this moment, behind him was the muffled roar of the volcano, and ahead was a scene of raging winds and snow-covered landscapes. Areas not swallowed by lava were still covered with ice, maintaining their original appearance.

A world of extremes, a complete rupture.

Upon seeing these sights, the area outside the secret realm was in an uproar.

"So, the complete Myriad Swords Immortal Realm didn't actually open up any new domain? The key from the demon race actually activated the slumbering... Primordial Earth Fire beneath the snow mountain?!"

"What is that?"

"Legend has it that the Myriad Swords Immortal Realm is not inherently extremely cold. Deep within its core ley lines, a wisp of incomparably violent innate fire essence has been suppressed since ancient times. However, this claim is from a very long time ago and has never been taken seriously, nor has anyone bothered to verify it, so..."

"Wait a minute, but the entire secret realm is already surrounded by mountains! Now so many volcanoes are erupting at the same time... this is going to destroy the Myriad Swords Immortal Realm!"

"It's not that bad. The center of the Myriad Swords Immortal Realm is the highest point, so the lava can't reach there. Besides, the legendary treasures are all hidden there."

"Look, another person has passed the test of mental fortitude."

The other water mirrors lit up one after another, and Ji Fuyao, He Jingxuan, Xiao Huandu, and other human and demon figures appeared in the water mirrors.

The bizarre scene before them left all the cultivators who had entered the secret realm with expressions of confusion. Some tried to resist the lava with their spiritual power or magical artifacts, but all of them failed.

Even more reckless fire spirit root cultivators thought they had returned to their happy old home and were overjoyed, trying to absorb the Primordial Earth Fire by circulating their energy.

The result was that it almost exploded on the spot.

The heatwave was so intense that even a tiny touch would tear the skin apart, and it could instantly burn away the protective spiritual energy of a Golden Core stage fire spirit root cultivator.

Only then did everyone realize what was happening, and they all rushed towards the higher-altitude central ice field.

Having to escape for their lives and endure the high temperatures in the secret realm, they completely lost their enthusiasm for finding the sword.

With my backside on fire, I had no time to worry about anything else.

run!

Outside the water mirror, some young disciples asked in confusion, "Why are they running? Why don't they just fly there on their swords? It's faster than running on foot, isn't it?"

Someone sighed and explained, "The spiritual energy field inside the secret realm is different from that outside. Using external forces to fly will cause disturbances, leading to loss of control of one's own spiritual energy and falling from the sky."

Chu Xianlan ran ahead, with lava chasing behind, but she didn't feel particularly hot.

After all, there was a snow spirit flying around him trying to cool him down, and a small snake with an ice spirit root wrapped around his hand, so most of the high temperature outside was resisted.

Along the way, you can see all kinds of weapons everywhere. Some stand on rocks, and some lie in the snow. The deeper you go into the Myriad Swords Immortal Realm, the more dangerous it becomes, and the closer you can get to the core. These swords scattered outside are not of high grade, have not developed spiritual consciousness, and some were even left behind by cultivators who unfortunately perished here.

Even so, he still felt it was a pity. The secret realm was full of unclaimed items, which would make good materials if melted down and reforged!

Not to mention, there are also some high-quality ores along the way.

Sigh, I really want to stop and collect trash.

Yi Chen guessed his disciple's thoughts and his voice, tinged with helplessness, rang directly in his mind, "Focus on your journey and don't get distracted."

"Yes." Chu Xianlan responded, casually glancing up at the sky, where groups of flying monsters were fleeing in panic towards the ice plains.

The safe zone is shrinking, and even the native monsters of the secret realm sense the impending doom and begin to flee for their lives in a frantic manner.

Chu Xianlan jumped onto a high stone wall and suddenly saw another light blue figure moving nimbly through the bushes.

He blinked. "Master, that looks like..."

"—Fellow Daoist Ji!"

Ji Fuyao paused for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, the boy had already nimbly jumped to her side and walked alongside her.

She wasn't surprised at all to see Chu Xianlan, after all, the young man was very outstanding, and it was only natural that he passed the trial.

A hint of sadness flashed in Ji Fuyao's eyes, unlike herself... who was almost trapped in the trial.

In her mental trials, she was the eldest daughter of the Xuan Yang Sect, a royal family member on whom high hopes were placed. She was always striving for perfection and forcing herself in everything, but in the end, she couldn't do anything well.

The master shook his head and sighed, "Fuyao, you have greatly disappointed me."

The fellow disciples whispered among themselves: "Senior Sister... she's all show and no substance, nothing special."

"—What 'soaring straight up ninety thousand miles'? I think it's just a pretty but useless 'swirling flower'!"

If she hadn't thought of her mother, she almost... would have been trapped and died in the cold illusion.

"...Fellow Daoist Ji, are you alright?"

The concerned voice pulled her back to reality. Ji Fuyao came to her senses and nodded slightly to him, "Fellow Daoist Chu, you have indeed passed the trial of your state of mind."

Chu Xianlan continued walking, her head aching at the thought of that chaotic mental trial. She sighed and nodded, saying, "Yes, this secret realm is dangerous enough. I wonder how many other people have come in as well."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Fuyao frowned, turned around, and quickly opened the Heavenly Phoenix Umbrella, blocking the two of them!