Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

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Stepping through the gate into the Secret Realm, a wave of dizziness washed over the Elders. When they came to their senses, the scene before them had completely changed into a gray, dim world.

"This... Since when did the deathly aura in this Secret Realm become so dense?" The Elders all frowned, staring at the surging deathly aura within the Secret Realm. All of them were Elders from their respective Sects, and they had visited the Desert Ancient City’s Secret Realm in their youth. Thus, they had some understanding of the conditions inside.

"It seems a major incident has occurred in this Secret Realm. I just hope the disciples weren’t harmed. Let’s head to the Donghuang Bell first!" Elder Wan Fa said grimly. He then led the other Elders deeper into the Secret Realm.

Before long, Elder Wan Fa brought the Elders to the location of the Donghuang Bell. Xue Shitian, Jian Wushuang, and a dozen or so other surviving Martial Artists were waiting there for the Elders’ arrival.

"Grand Elder!" Seeing the Elders arrive, the surviving disciples rushed toward them. The grievances in their hearts could no longer be contained, and tears streamed down their faces one by one.

Looking at the disciples covered in wounds, a bad feeling crept into the Elders’ hearts. Ghost Gui stepped forward and asked the disciples, "Where are the disciples of my Fallen Valley? Where is Ouyang Shaoyu? Why aren’t they here?"

Hearing Ghost Gui’s question, the other Elders who couldn’t see their own disciples also came forward and asked anxiously.

At the Elders’ questions, the disciples all fell silent, their expressions dimming.

Seeing the change in the disciples’ expressions, the Elders’ hearts sank instantly. They immediately pressed, "Speak! Why aren’t you talking? What happened to them?"

"They... They were all killed!" Jian Wushuang said in a low voice, looking at the anxious Elders.

"What!" Hearing Jian Wushuang’s words, all the Elders present were stunned, as if struck by lightning. They seemed to age in an instant. Those disciples were the hope of their Sects, and yet... they were all killed!

"Who! Who dared to kill my Sect’s disciples!" an Elder roared, his face contorted with rage. His own grandson was among those disciples from his Sect, and he hadn’t returned either.

It wasn’t just that Elder; a chilling killing intent erupted from nearly every Elder present. Out of several hundred genius disciples, only a dozen or so had survived. The Celestial Spirit Sect, Wind Sword Sect, and Valley of Heartless were better off; although they had lost many disciples, they at least had some survivors. But for Sects like the Fallen Valley, almost all the disciples they had brought were dead. How could they not be filled with murderous intent!

The killing intent erupting from dozens of Spirit Emperor Powerhouses was something even Xue Shitian and Jian Wushuang couldn’t withstand. Their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

Wan Fa Ancestor looked at the pale-faced Jian Wushuang and the others, his brow furrowed. With a great wave of his hand, he suppressed the Elders’ killing intent and asked Jian Wushuang in a deep voice, "Explain the situation. Clearly and in detail!"

After Wan Fa Ancestor dispersed the Elders’ killing intent, Jian Wushuang let out a long sigh of relief. He then recounted everything that had happened at the Saint Emperor Sect, not leaving out a single word.

"You’re saying a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse appeared in the Secret Realm, killed all those disciples, and in the end, Shen Haoran dragged it down with him to perish together?" Hearing Jian Wushuang’s words, the Elders’ brows all knitted tightly.

"No. At first, we also thought Shen Haoran had taken it down with him. But it emerged alive, just heavily injured. We took advantage of the moment it couldn’t move to escape!" Jian Wushuang said grimly.

"Impossible! With Shen Haoran’s pathetic strength, how could he heavily injure a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse? You’re clearly spouting nonsense!" Ghost Gui of the Fallen Valley roared. If anyone was taking this the hardest, it was undoubtedly Ghost Gui. As one of the Two Sects and Two Valleys, the other three Major Influences had at least one or two genius disciples return. Jian Wushuang, Xue Shitian, and Wuqing were even completely unharmed. But his Fallen Valley? Not a single disciple had come back, not even Ouyang Shaoyu.

"Hmph. Ghost Gui, according to Jian Wushuang, that Spirit Emperor Powerhouse survived by possessing Ouyang Shaoyu. Therefore, your Fallen Valley is definitely not blameless in this matter!" an Elder said coldly.

"You believe the words of a mere brat? Even if there really was a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse, do you think a few of them could actually escape its grasp? Shen Haoran bought them time? Hah! What a joke. He’s just a Tier Five Spirit Marquis. A single Spirit Aspect could kill him. What right does he have to block a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse for Jian Wushuang and the others? And even injure it badly? Don’t you find that hilarious? If you ask me, it’s more likely they killed all the other disciples to fight over the Saint Emperor Sect’s inheritance, and then decided to pin the blame on my Fallen Valley’s Ouyang Shaoyu!" Ghost Gui snorted disdainfully.

Hearing this, the other Elders became suspicious. Their gazes turned toward Jian Wushuang and the others, now filled with wariness. What Ghost Gui said wasn’t impossible. A faint killing intent once again enveloped Jian Wushuang and his group.

Seeing the situation develop beyond his expectations, Wan Fa Ancestor snorted coldly. "Enough squabbling! If you want to know what happened, we can just go to the scene and see for ourselves, can’t we? You few, lead the way. I’d like to see just who dares cause trouble in the Secret Realm under my protection!"

Feeling the imposing aura from Wan Fa Ancestor, the other Elders dared not speak further. They immediately followed Jian Wushuang and the others toward the ruins of the Saint Emperor Sect.

Led by Wan Fa Ancestor, the group traveled at incredible speed. In less than two hours, they arrived before the ruins of the Saint Emperor Sect. When they saw that the Saint Emperor Sect had been reduced to a pile of rubble, they couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.

BANG! BANG! While they were still in shock, the sound of an intense fight reached them, drawing everyone’s attention. But when they saw the scene before them, they all gasped again.

At that moment, atop the ruins of the Saint Emperor Sect, Shen Haoran was mounted on a pitch-black, wound-covered figure. He grabbed the dark figure’s arms and, with a violent burst of force, ripped them clean off. The sheer visual shock of it was so great that even Wan Fa Ancestor and the other Elders were stunned into silence...

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