Chapter 226: Entering the Secret Realm

Carved beams and painted rafters, mural totems, runes like wandering dragons.
Returning to the underground palace once again, Yang Fan felt quite emotional.
If it weren't for entering the Feihe Secret Realm from here, where the aura of heaven and earth was dense, and going through battles with demon beasts, tempered by the scouring of aura tides, and the honing of nine levels of challenges... Even with many special resources from the underworld, it would be impossible to reach the Golden Core realm in such a short time, and it would be even more impossible for the combat strength to match the current cultivation level.
"The entire underground palace is a formation..."
Yang Fan murmured, recalling the description of Monk Hua about the night he didn't return.
At this moment, as he looked around, he felt a deeper connection, sensing an indistinct presence of profound Dao throughout the entire space of the underground palace.
Unlike the circulation of aura in formations, it is a kind of indescribable, illusory, and soul-stirring palpitation.
Yang Fan has encountered records in the ancient texts of the underworld that there is another kind of Dao pattern beyond ordinary formations and prohibitions, which can only be depicted by those with great divine powers.
The dao patterns can be imprinted on the void, mountains, and earth without the need for special materials, achieving the effects of formations and prohibitions.
From the passage that leads down from above, to the water pool that leads to the hidden realm, and even the small lake within the hidden realm, Yang Fan did not find any materials related to formations, indicating that they are all related to dao patterns.
"Who on earth built this..."
Yang Fan's fingertips touched the lifelike texture on the mural, taking slow steps as he was overwhelmed by the ancient and desolate atmosphere. The images appeared in his mind as if he was truly present in the scene.
Gold and iron clash, the sound of the Huang and Lv bells, and the roars of wild beasts; chaotic and disorderly.
"My cultivation is still not enough."
In front of the bronze coffin, Yang Fan tried to activate his qi through his cultivation method, but there was still no response.
Then move towards one of the eighteen statues facing the bronze coffin, as Nightless said, following the method mentioned.
"Buzz~"
Just as the vital energy is infused, a faint golden light begins to emanate from the statue, growing stronger and causing it to tremble slightly. The scholar's eyes gradually come alive, exuding a vibrant spirit, as if about to come to life.
Yang Fan quickly stopped and secretly thought, "Indeed, there are cultivation restrictions."
In the past, despite exerting great effort and trying multiple times, there were no results. Now, with just a little activation of the vital energy, such anomalies occur.
Connecting all the clues together, Yang Fan became more convinced that these statues were guarding the eighteen ancestral star gateways.
Although he is now able to open them, he dare not act recklessly.
If it is indeed a gateway to other inhabited planets, who knows if 'aliens' will come through once it is opened?
The strength of the cultivation world on Blue Star is still too weak.
"At least we have to go through the other four major secret realms before we can say anything for sure. We should be able to obtain more clues."
After carefully observing and studying the eighteen statues, Yang Fan left the underground palace and returned to the small lake.
Three days later.
The islands and waters surrounding the entire South China Sea Resounding Island are filled with boats and figures of people, stretching endlessly from the ethereal and mysterious realm to the coastal land of Haizhou Wanan City.
In addition to the official and ten party forces, there are also cultivators and ordinary people from all over the world who come here to watch.
Since the twentieth century, looking at various fields, there are not many activities that can have such a grand scene, gathering so many people.
Because today is the day of the secret realm opening.
Cultivation, this is enough to make anyone in modern society excited and passionate.
Although there are many people, it does not appear to be chaotic.
In Wan'an City, there are fully armed soldiers of Da Xia maintaining order on the sea, in the middle of the sea, and in the patrol fleet.
Within a kilometer radius closest to the secret realm, there are cultivators from five sects and four races, with large flags flying and in perfect order.
"Shen, do you know when Yang will arrive?"
On the giant wheel at the forefront, leaders from all parties gathered on the deck, gazing at the secret realm that was a hundred meters away.
"It should be soon." Shen Xintong didn't know the exact time, but he had agreed with Yang Fan for today.
During this period, all parties are preparing for the opening of the secret realm, selecting the first group of cultivators to enter, and discussing various rules and regulations.
In addition to the construction of the underwater port and the island's defense base, which are currently underway, everything else has been prepared properly.
"Here comes! Is that my friend Yang?"
A sudden voice came from an old man, his eyes shining as he pointed his finger ahead. A figure came through the mist, standing in the air with elegant white clothes, as if an immortal in the mortal world.
"Yes, it's friend Yang!"
Even the old cultivators who had been through the secret realm were excited, their hearts filled with excitement. Finally, they were witnessing a moment that would go down in history.
"Is that Senior Yang Fan?"
"So powerful! Senior Yang must have reached the perfect foundation stage, right?"
"So handsome, even better than in photos, really like a celestial being!"
"When will I have the cultivation level of Senior Yang?"
“……”
The gazes converged on the figure that was as beautiful as jade and floated like a fairy, and whispers broke out.
Yang Fan stood in the sky, his divine sense swept out, and he suddenly sensed the fluctuations of twelve Qi vibrations in the Golden Core stage, dispersed throughout the crowd.
Without any pause, he twisted his body and landed on the central deck of the largest ship in front.
"Friend Yang!" Everyone arched their hands, their faces filled with smiles.
Yang Fan returned the greeting, nodded at the charming Shen Xintong with a smile, then scanned through the faces, and all the elders who had gone through the secret realm were present.
Kunlun Mountain's Xuantian Road stepped forward, raised his hand and said to a middle-aged man with a national character face next to him, "This is Xia Zhanhong, a director of the Immortal Union."
Xia Zhanhong's face was dignified and reserved, with a cultivation base of eight layers of Qi refining. He smiled and said, "Friend Yang, it's better to see once than to hear a hundred times. Nice to meet you!"
"Hello," Yang Fan smiled and shook hands firmly, knowing that this should be the official representative.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Yang Fan asked, "Are you ready?"
"We are ready, just waiting for our companion." The crowd responded one after another.
"Good." Yang Fan waved his sleeve and a blueprint unfolded in mid-air. This was a rough outline map he had drawn while exploring various places in the secret realm over the past few days.
"From Xiaohu to the end of the secret realm, the vertical distance is two million meters. The small lake is located five kilometers ahead and extends seventy thousand meters wide to the left and right..."
"People from various forces have entered, and the clans that have not seen anyone come out have also learned the corresponding information from other forces, so the description of Yang Fan can form an outline in their minds."
"A total of 600,000 meters managed by the Yin-Yang Sect, with the left side belonging to the Cultivation Alliance and the right side belonging to the Five Sects and Four Tribes..."
"I have coordinated with the beasts in the secret realm, and those at the Foundation Building Seventh Level and above will be assigned a separate area in the Yin-Yang Sect for them to reside."
"If anyone has any objections, please raise them now. I don't want any disputes over this issue after the secret realm is opened."
"It's all up to Fellow Yang's decision." The group of elders responded with a smile.
Before this division, I already heard Shen Xintong talk about it in the meeting of the Dongyang County Consultative Conference, and I have no dissatisfaction at all. On the contrary, I feel that on the basis of the Kyoto Conference, the Yin Yang Sect has also given up a part of its interests.
"Reminder: when entering the secret realm, all disciples should restrain themselves and not overexploit. Do not indiscriminately pick young herbs that have not fully grown, and do not excessively hunt down monsters either."
Hai Qingshan: "Yang friend, rest assured that the rules and regulations in the secret realm have been well discussed and communicated, and there will be no chaos."
"Alright, get ready, the first group of cultivators will enter the secret realm!"
After half an hour, Yang Fan stood in the sky above the Feihe Secret Realm, holding a token and continuously casting spells.
The Feihe Secret Realm began to clear at a visible speed, and layers of mist gradually dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the secret realm.
Northeast direction, a group of excited young monks are orderly boarding the island under the guidance of the Foundation Building Elder. All of them have a cultivation base of at least the seventh level of Qi Refinement.
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