It was said that the reason for this joint mission was mostly due to strange Demon Beast phenomena and Cultivator advancements.
When the Secret Realm's appearance was mentioned, everyone shook their heads, saying, "Absolutely impossible."
Even Chai Yanghui himself thought so.
But the truth was right in front of them; even if it was a one-in-ten-thousand chance, if it appeared, for the Disciple carrying out this mission, it was one hundred percent.
Inside the Hidden Moon Lake Creek Valley, the Cultivators were in a state of chaos.
Tang Lin was originally meditating and adjusting his breath, but the sudden anomaly interrupted the flow of his Spiritual Qi. Now, his Spiritual Qi was flowing in reverse, and his Meridians burned with pain.
Gu Qingqing's small face was pale, her hair disheveled. She bit her lip and desperately clung to an old pine tree in a rock crevice, her skirt fluttering in the strong wind.
