Chapter Thirty: Calling for Reinforcements

[Ding! Detected that the host has killed the Blood Butcher Ancestor, a half-step Spirit Transformation expert, with a single sword strike, shaking the evil spirits of the Eastern Region. "Demon Suppression and Righteousness" achievement triggered!]

[Reward 1: Heaven-grade high-tier divine sword, "Crimson Dragon Emperor Sword"! The blade contains the remnant soul of an ancient Dragon Emperor. When wielded, it can summon a phantom of the dragon soul, inflicting soul-annihilation effects on evil targets!]

[Reward 2: "Heaven-Burning Battle Body" (Heaven-grade technique)! Once cultivated, one can refine flame spiritual energy into a battle body that is impervious to weapons and elements, perfectly complementing the Fire Spirit Sacred Body!]

[Reward 3: Five "Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pills" (Supreme-grade)! Capable of bringing the dead back to life and regrowing flesh and bone; even if a Nascent Soul shatters, it can restore vitality!]

[Ding! New limited-time mission issued: Explore the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm!]

[Mission Description: The forbidden "Fallen Immortal Secret Realm" in the Eastern Region will open in six months. Hidden within its depths are the "Southern Ming Separation Flame" (perfectly compatible with the Fire Spirit Sacred Body) and "Taia Sword Shards" (capable of activating the ultimate potential of the Innate Sword Body). These are the crucial opportunities for disciples Xiao Yi and Su Wan to break through their bottlenecks!]

A flash of light crossed Ye Chentian's eyes.

The Southern Ming Separation Flame and the Taia Sword Shards were treasures tailor-made for his two disciples! As long as they could obtain these in the secret realm, reaching the Spirit Transformation stage would be just around the corner.

"Xiao Yi, Su Wan." Ye Chentian turned to the two, his tone carrying unquestionable majesty. "The Fallen Immortal Secret Realm will open in six months. It contains opportunities that can allow you to be reborn. However, the realm is perilous, and your current strength is not enough."

With a flick of his finger, two golden manuals landed in their hands. "These are the 'Heaven-Burning Battle Body' and the 'Sword Heart Clarity Record'. The former will allow you to refine flames into a battle body, and the latter will help you fully control the Innate Sword Body. Go back into seclusion and prepare for the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm!"

Clutching the "Heaven-Burning Battle Body" and sensing the aura within it that matched his own Fire Spirit Sacred Body, Xiao Yi trembled with excitement. "This disciple will not fail Master's expectations!"

Su Wan gently stroked the "Sword Heart Clarity Record," the sword patterns on the pages resonating with the Innate Sword Body within her. She bowed quickly, "Disciple obeys!"

The two turned and flew toward the Xuantian Sect, their spiritual energy already beginning to boil with anticipation.

Ye Chentian watched their retreating figures, a cold, sharp curl touching his lips.

Since his disciples had their secret realm opportunities, he naturally had his own tasks to attend to—it was time to completely erase the Zixiao Sacred Land from the Eastern Region.

***

In the Sacred Lord's Hall of the Zixiao Sacred Land.

Zi Qingcang sat at the head of the table, his face pale, his knuckles white from tension. Below him stood several elders with withered auras, their eyes like dulled pearls, having lost their former luster.

"Sacred Lord, will the people from the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley... truly come?" one elder asked, his voice trembling uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with unease, like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Zi Qingcang took a deep breath, his own voice carrying a hint of imperceptible tremor. "Rest assured, I have offered heavy incentives, ceding half of the Zixiao Sacred Land's spirit stone mines to the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley. Their Valley Master has already agreed to send an elder in person."

Yet, his heart was thumping. The Ten Thousand Thunder Valley was one of the top forces within the Great Qian Dynasty, boasting dozens of elders at the Integration stage and hundreds of Void Refinement cultivators. Ordinary sects would never dare to provoke them.

He had nearly emptied his coffers to secure their aid; he absolutely had to preserve the Zixiao Sacred Land!

Just then, a heaven-shaking thunderous roar erupted outside the hall, as if the sky itself had been torn asunder.

Following this, an overbearing thunderous pressure descended, shrouding the entire Zixiao Sacred Land and causing the ground to tremble slightly.

This pressure was ten times stronger than the Zixiao Sacred Land's protective formation, clearly demonstrating the foundation of a top-tier power.

"Hahaha! Zixiao Sacred Land, the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley has arrived!"

A rugged voice echoed through the heavens. Several figures descended on bolts of lightning, led by a burly elder clad in black thunder-patterned armor, with crackling purple arcs of electricity circling his body.

This man was Elder Lei Qianjue of the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley, whose cultivation had already reached the seventh layer of the Integration stage.

Behind him followed five Integration-stage disciples, each exuding a thunderous aura sufficient to intimidate any cultivator.

Lei Qianjue thought to himself: The Zixiao Sacred Land must be at its wit's end; otherwise, they would never have been willing to part with half their mines.

But that was fine. It was the perfect opportunity to show other forces in the Great Qian Dynasty the deterrent power of the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley among the top-tier factions.

***

Seeing this, Zi Qingcang felt as if he had grabbed a lifeline. He hurriedly rose to welcome them, a smile forced onto his face that looked even more wretched than crying. "Elder Lei, your presence brings great brilliance to the Zixiao Sacred Land!"

He had only one thought in mind: They finally arrived! With the backing of a top-tier Great Qian power like the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley, could Ye Chentian, no matter how strong, possibly stand against their entire legacy?

Lei Qianjue glanced at Zi Qingcang and, seeing his disheveled state, spoke with a hint of disdain. "Sacred Lord Zi, spare the pleasantries. What kind of person is this Ye Chentian, to have reduced your Zixiao Sacred Land to such a state?" He muttered to himself: The Zixiao Sacred Land was once a top-tier second-rate power; to be unable to handle a mere brat now shows how far they have fallen.

If not for that half-mine, the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley wouldn't have bothered to intervene.

A flash of humiliation crossed Zi Qingcang's face, his fists clenching within his sleeves. He gritted his teeth and said, "That Ye Chentian is bizarre and unfathomable, his strength beyond measure. My sect's Great Elder, Lei Yao, and a thousand Sacred Guards all fell by his hand. I implore Elder Lei to take action, destroy the Xuantian Sect, and the Zixiao Sacred Land will be eternally grateful!"

At the mere thought of Ye Chentian, he felt a burning hatred, yet simultaneously, a chill that froze his entire body.

But with the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley present, a sliver of hope rekindled: The thunder techniques of the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley were the best in the Great Qian Dynasty; perhaps they could restrain Ye Chentian!

Upon hearing this, surprise flickered in Lei Qianjue's eyes. Oh? To have wiped out a thousand Sacred Guards and a ninth-layer Nascent Soul Great Elder of the Zixiao Sacred Land—the boy had some tricks up his sleeve.

He then said proudly, "A mere Xuantian Sect dares to run wild in the Eastern Region? With the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley here, I will ensure he never leaves!"

He was filled with arrogance. His sect had been passed down for a thousand years and was recognized as a top-tier power in the Great Qian Dynasty. Not only did they possess the "Nine Heavens Profound Thunder" refined through lightning tribulations, but they also held the "Thunder Prison God Tower," the sect's treasure. Let alone a tiny Xuantian Sect, even other top-tier powers would have to think twice before moving against them!

With his seventh-layer Integration cultivation, dealing with an arrogant, ignorant boy should be effortless.

Before his words had even faded, a cold, indifferent voice suddenly rang out from outside the hall, as if descending from the nine heavens, carrying a chilling, piercing force:

"Is that so? I would like to see what kind of capability your Ten Thousand Thunder Valley truly possesses!"