CHAPTER 478: CHAPTER 478 THE WAY IS BLOCKED

According to the narration of this young genius, Chen Pingping and his party moved through the Secret Realm as if walking on flat ground, disregarding taboos, ignoring both great demons and dire beasts...

It was as if the Dragon Soul Secret Realm was their own backyard.

At these words, the scene instantly grew much quieter.

That was a terrifying Life Prohibited Zone!

Wasn’t Chen Pingping being too casual?

At this point, a man couldn’t help but speak up, "Could it be that you saw wrong?"

"Absolutely impossible," the young genius coughed up blood. "At that time, we were following right behind him, walking in his footsteps, and then... the Array appeared."

"They were fine," the young genius said, residual fear still gripping him.

That scene had stunned an untold number of geniuses.

Yang Wuzong narrowed his eyes as if he had thought of something. He said with a smile, "This old man believes he understands now."

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

All eyes turned toward him.

Yang Wuzong continued, "It must be the Divine Body from my Star Sea."

The crowd was startled. "Elder Yang, your Star Sea actually dispatched a Divine Body?"

"Indeed..." Yang Wuzong nodded. Facing everyone’s gaze, he said quite proudly, "Wen Qingshan, the Void Body."

That was a powerful Divine Body.

When Wen Qingshan first appeared, he shook the entire Southern Diaspora. Later, he was taken into Star Sea.

Over the years, he had been quietly cultivating, with no startling achievements. Thus, his name had nearly been forgotten.

Now that Yang Wuzong had mentioned him, everyone remembered.

Time flew by, and twenty or thirty years passed. It was time for Wen Qingshan to reappear in the world.

Yang Wuzong continued, "The Void Body can easily hide within the Void, avoiding many taboos. Even great demons and dire beasts cannot detect his presence. That is the great strength of the Void Body."

A murmur of uncertainty went through the listeners. It sounded formidable, and they had to admit, the Void Body should indeed be strong. But upon closer thought, something still didn’t seem right.

The Void Body was the Void Body; it could easily hide itself. What about Chen Pingping and his party, then?

Someone raised this question.

Yang Wuzong smiled faintly. "A coordinated effort, from within and without."

At this point, there was nothing left to hide.

Fairy Valley and Wuji Sect were about to be destroyed, Chen Pingping would die in the Dragon Soul Secret Realm, and the Fairy was bound to naturally return to Star Sea.

"Are the rumors true?" a man asked, looking at Yang Wuzong. "Is the Fairy not actually from Fairy Valley, but from Star Sea?"

"Correct," Yang Wuzong replied. "The Void Body and the Fairy working together could easily avoid many of the Secret Realm’s taboos."

Although he didn’t know how the two managed it, he firmly believed that only the Fairy and the Void Body could do so.

It had to be that way.

After these words were spoken, everyone present exploded into discussion.

The rumors were true; the Fairy came from Star Sea.

That being so, Fairy Valley was left with only a scholar as its top young genius, while another, Bai Yisheng, had not yet matured and was far from reaching that level.

Additionally, if the Void Body and the Fairy were working together, they might indeed be able to move forward without any restraint.

And if the two were working together, what chance did Chen Pingping and his party have?

At that thought, a shiver ran down everyone’s spines.

Truly, this was the strategy of a superpower—incredibly impressive.

Then someone asked, "I’ve heard that Star Sea has split its forces this time, with one group of powerhouses entering the City of Extinction, while you, Elder, have come to the Dragon Soul Secret Realm. Is this true?"

"It’s true," Yang WZong said with a light chuckle. "Both Wuji Sect and Chen Pingping will become history in the Southern Diaspora."

He made no attempt at concealment, nor was there anything to conceal.

Because soon, all of this would become reality. There was no difference between revealing it now and it being announced shortly thereafter.

With these thoughts, his mood became buoyant.

After acquiring the Heavenly Fire and securing the Emperor’s Body, Chen Pingping did not immediately leave the Dragon Soul Secret Realm.

Guang Xiaoyu explained that many Great Opportunities were hidden within this Secret Realm, including a place called the Ancient Battlefield.

Chen Pingping was curious. "How was this Secret Realm formed?"

The Earth Chicken beside him answered first, "A powerful being once performed a blood sacrifice here. Later, the killing intention consumed him entirely, and this place transformed into the Dragon Soul Secret Realm."

"It couldn’t have been a dragon, could it?" Chen Pingping glanced sidelong.

"There’s such a claim," replied the Earth Chicken.

"So? What’s the deal with the Ancient Battlefield?" asked Chen Pingping.

"It has to do with the Wen Dynasty." Guang Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes, recalling the scene when she first entered the Secret Realm...

She had wandered around, visited many places, and finally arrived at that ancient battlefield.

Desolation reigned, without a hint of life. Everything was in a state of silent annihilation.

Only a profound oppressiveness permeated the air.

Soon, under Guang Xiaoyu’s guidance, Chen Pingping reached the Ancient Battlefield. He stopped at a considerable distance, maintaining a cautious gap.

Then he carefully extended his Divine Sense, but didn’t capture anything.

He even activated his Hetero Pupil, to no avail.

But as he prepared to move forward and investigate, his vision began to sway, becoming hazy and blurred... through the vagueness, he seemed to see a figure.

The figure was struggling to move forward.

The howling wind, the crushing Divine Might, and the overwhelming killing intention submerged it completely.

I cannot die.

I cannot die here.

I bear a heavy responsibility.

How can I fall here?

Time passed, seeming like endless years, yet it felt like only a moment.

The figure stopped. "This path is blocked."

The voice was very familiar.

Chen Pingping was moved, striding forward.

Behind him, Guang Xiaoyu and the others were shouting, their faces filled with shock, but he couldn’t hear them.

His vision was solely focused on that urgent figure. He desperately wanted to see who it was, why the voice sounded so familiar.

The distance grew ever shorter.

The voice gradually changed; a moment ago it was a male voice, now it had become female.

The previously burly silhouette had turned into a slender and emaciated figure.

The long dress fluttered, the disheveled hair danced.

Chen Pingping exclaimed, "Master."

He was sure; the person before him was Wen Yuqing, his only Master.

But Wen Yuqing turned a deaf ear to him, as if she didn’t hear, as if she couldn’t sense his presence.

She kept repeating the same words, "This path is blocked. This path is blocked. This path is blocked."

"Master, how can you be here?" Chen Pingping stepped onto the battlefield, and in an instant, a torrential killing intention flooded the area.

A powerful Divine Might swept over everything.

He was severely injured the instant he encountered it.

What was terrifying was that the scene before his eyes changed again; time flowed backward, and the battlefield of the past became clear.

"Big Shot..." Atop a high mountain, the woman in green watched the battlefield, uttering only that phrase...

"Master," Chen Pingping called out again.

The green-clothed woman glanced at him, like a fleeting glimpse from Wu Ji in the past, but different—this time, she spoke, "Six Tao of Reincarnation."

Chen Pingping was utterly bewildered.

It was that very phrase that snapped him back to reality.

He remembered this place. Deep within the Dragon Soul Secret Realm, the Ancient Battlefield had vanished into the endless river of time long ago, leaving only desolation.

And everything he was seeing before him was, of course, not real.

But his Master had indeed appeared. Just now... and even now... It was as if they had crossed through time itself, engaging in conversation.

"Are you... the Master from the past?" Chen Pingping took a deep breath, struggling to remain calm.