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Tang Feng walked into the dicine Garden and found a group of little children playing there.
These weren’t human—they were dicine Spirits.
They resembled elves, joyfully laughing and playing, carefree and untroubled.
To Tang Feng’s amazent, they weren’t the least bit afraid of him.
Instead, they ran up to him, even pulling him into their gas.
In the dicine Garden, two ancient figures watched Tang Feng.
They couldn’t decipher him at all.
“What is he up to?
Trying to snatch the dicine?
I won’t let him succeed,” one elder said.
“Calm down.
Each generation has its own fate.
Even if he doesn’t co, others will later.
Why not secure a powerful ally early?”
Tang Feng took a deep breath and bowed respectfully.
“Seniors, I apologize for disturbing you.”
“Young one, take your leave.
You may take one or two Divine dicines—check the northern corner,” the other elder said.
“Understood.
Apologies for disturbing you, seniors.” Tang Feng turned and left, showing no reluctance at all.
Not entirely, but he indeed didn’t regard it as significant.
“This young man is quite remarkable.” The two dicine Kings, their faces glowing with vitality, chuckled rrily while stroking their beards as they watched Tang Feng’s disappearing silhouette.
Tang Feng noticed the aura of the two dicine Kings—it was overwhelmingly powerful, far beyond his ability to challenge.
Even formations or runes wouldn’t work; these were Divine dicines that had genuinely surpassed the Divine Realm.
How enviable—thinking of how many people lacked such an opportunity, yet these Divine dicines had achieved it.
Although Tang Feng made so gains afterward, none truly piqued his interest.
Five days passed swiftly when Tang Feng felt a sudden intuition.
The Five-layered Pearl in his Dantian Space began to react one by one.
Haha, it’s the Secret Realm.
This place is undoubtedly the legacy of a great figure.
What could it be?
Brimming with anticipation, Tang Feng entered the Secret Realm.
It was an endless expanse of pure white—an ice and snow world.
Not far ahead, a pitch-black broken blade stood upright on the icy surface, its contained Divine Elent enough to blur Tang Du into mist.
Unexpectedly, the battlefield had absorbed the Divine Elent here, advancing evolution rapidly.
anwhile, Tang Feng eagerly hoped he could claim the broken blade.
Upon closer inspection, the blade indeed seed linked to the one he carried.
His blood flowed faster as he sensed the connection.
Could I have been drawn here by the broken blade?
Growing even more curious, he approached and grasped the hilt.
With a pull, Tang Feng extracted a broken blade that stretched about a hundred ters long.
Buzz!
The blade seed alive, continuously flashing light.
Before long, Tang Feng’s blood surged, roaring like thunder.
“This sensation—it feels as if this blade is part of my body, perfectly fused.” As Tang Feng lightly traced the blade with his hand, a passage opened up.
Suddenly, a cascade of treasures fell from the sky.
Tang Feng set his belongings aside before putting the treasures away.
“All Divine Realm treasures, definitely several tis richer than the ones outside.”
It turned out this great figure was the Celestial Sky Sovereign—so unbelievably strong despite being so young.
By eleven, he was already invincible in his realm.
Now that’s a true legend.
Though recalling a saying from the Ancestor,
“Among legendary figures, we count on the present day.”
After acquiring the treasures, Tang Feng’s gains dwindled further, leaving him the odd feeling that soone was manipulating this Secret Realm.
The thought sent chills down his spine.
Could it be this great figure isn’t dead?
That seems unlikely, but sensing the blade’s imnse power brought Tang Feng undeniable excitent.
Alright, let’s see what secrets this place holds.
Tang Feng raised the blade and frantically infused it with Immortal Essence.
The terrifying Sword Energy pierced the clouds, saluting the Tianhe.
With one strike, the space in the Secret Realm shattered.
The realm within the realm was broken.
Yet everything returned to normal, signs pointing to more hidden treasures lurking in the darkness of this Secret Realm.
Search—he had to find them.
The more bizarre the Secret Realm, the greater the treasures.
Dig below—he refused to believe he couldn’t gain the approval of these entities.
Exploring certain places always required acquaintances or guides; otherwise, one might unwittingly fall victim to peril.
Tang Feng began a wide-scale investigation, combing even the tiniest corners.
Sure enough, fortune favored his efforts, and he discovered another hidden treasure in the Secret Realm.
Tang Feng collected all the treasures.
Suddenly, a cold wind swept through, and Tang Feng spun around abruptly, only to see a phantom vanish into thin air.
With his Divine Sense, Tang Feng scanned his back, and—what the hell—a distinct handprint appeared there.
For a mont, chills ran down Tang Feng’s spine.
Could it be so unclean entity?
Had this Divine’s spirit gone rogue after death?
Tang Feng, reincarnated through two lifetis, naturally wasn’t afraid of ghosts, but this felt different.
He couldn’t articulate it, but it was deeply unsettling.
However, regardless of the oddities, the treasures remained his focus.
He couldn’t afford to be careless anymore.
As he contemplated, he abruptly felt as if he’d collided with a wall, his head aching sharply as he clutched it.
Before him, a light screen erged, revealing a child.
Their laughter carried a creepy edge, making Tang Feng feel utterly uncomfortable.
But now he had to face it—the creature had entangled itself with him.
“Play with .”
The child’s voice was bizarre.
Before Tang Feng could react, the child materialized before him.
“If you don’t play, you die!”
Boom!
Five-colored Divine Light flashed from the child’s hand, and Tang Feng promptly passed out.
The child’s speed was terrifyingly fast.
“How could this be?” Even as Tang Feng fainted, he couldn’t believe it—the little ghost was far too formidable.
Could this be the illegitimate child of a Divine Realm powerhouse?
How else could it be explained?
But none of that mattered now.
When Tang Feng regained consciousness, he realized he wasn’t alone; Fu Qianyu was nearby—how peculiar, she had also been captured and appeared to have been here for so ti.
She was even more unfortunate; her consciousness had been taken away.
How was this possible?
Tang Feng looked around in shock.
The surroundings were stunning—flowers, rivers, bursting with vitality.
He had anticipated a grim, dark place—how curious.
“Will you play with ?” The ghostly creature appeared again.
At last, Tang Feng got a proper look at its appearance—a little girl, her hair unkempt, covered in filth.
She wasn’t rely a soul; she was a True Body.
How could this be?
A reincarnated powerhouse?
Tang Feng considered the possibility.
No, that Divine Body had clearly belonged to a man.
Tang Feng was utterly confused.
“Little one, what do you want to play?” Tang Feng tried to communicate.
“Anything.
Can you sing?” The girl squatted beside Tang Feng, lifting his restrictions.
“Alright, I’ll sing a song for you.”
Tang Feng humd a tune, “Lu Binghua,” beautifully perford.
The girl listened, enraptured, her eyes closing in delight.
After one song, she clapped happily, “Sing another one!”
The girl kept asking, and Tang Feng sang several more.
Before he realized it, the relentless requests nearly left him faint—this truly wasn’t sothing normal people could endure.
Left at a loss, Tang Feng decided to feign unconsciousness.
Only then was he spared the tornt.
As he pretended to faint, the girl stopped pestering him.
Tang Feng chuckled bitterly.
But could he escape just by staying unconscious?
Of course not.
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