The Green Abyss Sea Secret Realm opens once every thirty years.
For loose cultivators, it’s the only chance to defy fate, but the entrance to the secret realm is controlled by the Chaozhou Immortal Sect, making it impossible for loose cultivators to enter freely.
Therefore, the Immortal Sect has turned the spots to enter the secret realm into a business, and every major city in Chaozhou has cultivation families, which all have connections to the Immortal Sects.
For example, the Xia Family’s ancestor is an elder of the Fla Sun Sect.
As a result, many loose cultivators spend a large amount of spirit stones to obtain a quota, just to try their luck in the secret realm.
After all, so loose cultivators make no progress for decades, with lifespans nearing their end; if they don’t fight now, when will they?
Lin Fan ca with the Fla Sun Sect’s team.
Among the group were Immortal Sect disciples, but even more were loose cultivators. Just from the opening of this secret realm, the Fla Sun Sect earned a fortune.
Lin Fan appeared calm; Chaozhou only had the Green Abyss Sea Secret Realm, unlike other states with more secret realms, so there was no choice: either enter or don’t.
As the group began to enter the secret realm.
"Senior Lin..."
Xia Luoh knew that after today, the chances of eting again were slim; maybe when they et again in the future, Lin Daoyou would only see his tombstone.
In the early stage of Core Formation, his lifespan was not long; the years flew by like smoke, vanishing in an instant.
"We’ll et again if fate allows." Lin Fan cupped his hands in farewell, then stepped into the light circle of the secret realm, disappearing without a trace.
"If fate allows... we’ll et again."
Xia Luoh sighed deeply, fortunate to have t a True Immortal, yet unlucky not to have them by his side is one of life’s great regrets.
...
Inside the secret realm.
Unlike the other loose cultivators searching for treasures all over the secret realm, Lin Fan leaped skyward under everyone’s watchful eyes and disappeared in the distant horizon.
The loose cultivators were stunned for a mont, then dispersed in all directions.
A mont later.
He landed on a tree-shaded mountain, overlooking the barren, desolate, and silent distance.
"This is the place."
He raised his hand, using his palm like a plantain fan from Journey to the West, waved fiercely, creating a gale; the greenery below was torn apart with cracking sounds, and the plants shredded into pieces, flying far away.
The true appearance, covered by plants, was exposed.
A giant stone tower in the shape of a monunt appeared in Lin Fan’s sight. The tower had withstood the test of ti, appearing very ancient and weathered from the outside.
He leapt down from the top of the giant tower, landing on the ground.
The entrance to the tower was right in front, but it was sealed.
"Just as I expected, this is a secret realm for cultivators, but once upon a ti, wasn’t this world a ho for living beings?"
Lin Fan touched the tal door; his strong perception penetrated its surface. This door wasn’t just a single door; it was exceptionally thick, like a severed dragon stone, firmly sealing the entrance.
Attempting to break in with external force was nearly impossible.
"Did a disaster like the one my hotown faced befall here too? Placing survivors inside, hoping to avoid the disaster, and after it ended, return to the earth?"
Lin Fan mumbled to himself, raising his hand, fingers together, cutting along the edge; finger strength spread into the gap, a total of three gaps.
Then, he grabbed the crack with five fingers, used gentle force, and pulled out a long strip of tal, several tens of ters long, tossing it far, crashing heavily to the ground.
Only he could do this; anyone else would have turned and left without a second glance.
Sealed to this extent, it was clear they never intended anyone to enter.
Lin Fan walked in, traversing the dark passage alone, exploring unknown civilizations. Upon reaching the inside, his view broadened. Looking up, layer upon layer appeared, similar to a departnt store in a yellow market, but the surrounding materials were unknown; he didn’t recognize them.
The surroundings were empty, not even a single corpse bone.
Approaching the wall, the wall bore symbols he didn’t understand, or rather, this civilization’s script, so unknown tool had left grooves in the solid wall.
His finger gently stroked the grooved letters.
"Despair, sadness, pain, I feel it; the disaster brought you despair too, right?"
He seed to converse with this civilization through the words on the wall, across ti.
They all endured disasters.
They shared the sa fate.
Finally becoming a secret realm in this cultivation world, for the cultivators of this world to train.
"Ding ding ding... doo doo doo..."
A strange sound ca from behind; turning back, a piece of the smooth wall receded, then a round tal lump rolled down from a hidden slot within the wall.
"Who are you?"
Lin Fan asked.
"Doo doo doo doo..." The tal sphere rolled on the ground, then extended short tal legs and arms, standing steadily, its tal surface glowing a pink light.
Lin Fan beca even more curious about this spherical object.
"Who are you? Why are you still here? What was your civilization like?" Lin Fan fired off questions one after another.
The tal sphere emitted ’doo doo doo doo’ sounds again, if Lin Fan could understand their language, he would realize the tal sphere was saying...
[Language analysis...]
[Language analysis complete, compared with recorded languages from other civilizations.]
"Can you understand what I’m saying? And can you speak?"
Lin Fan didn’t know if the tal sphere in front of him could understand or if the differences in civilization made it difficult for them to communicate.
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