Meng Li was startled and hurriedly explained, "My lord, please don't misunderstand. It's just that my master is the great priest of the demon realm and cannot leave. Otherwise, he would have come to find you himself."
The great priest of the demon realm held a noble position, almost the faith of the entire demon race. If he were to leave the demon realm, the entire realm might fall into chaos.
"Just asking casually, what are you so nervous about?" Xing Yuan snorted lightly and waved her hand dismissively.
Meng Li lowered his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. He was not a timid person, but this person was not only powerful but also possessed a terrifyingly strong bloodline that made demons tremble.
He now understood why his master valued this person so much, going to great lengths to have them bring her back. With her help, perhaps their demon race could regain its former glory!
"Don't worry, I will go." As if finding it uninteresting, Xing Yuan said indifferently before leaving.
This Myriad Races Realm still had many good things. Since she couldn't enter that strange secret realm now, she would go out and collect treasures here. Her elder sister would definitely be very happy to see these things when she came out, and might even praise her!
Xing Yuan's heart was filled with longing, and she moved with the wind. By the time Meng Li looked up, she had already vanished.
Meng Li sighed, helped Ying Qing to sit down, and sternly inquired about what had just happened.
After learning the cause and effect, Meng Li felt a bit helpless. Looking at the pale-faced Ying Qing, he softened his tone and said earnestly, "I understand this matter. That senior should not trouble you again."
"However..." Meng Li's tone became serious, emphasizing, "You must absolutely not tell anyone else about these matters."
"Senior brother, why?" Ying Qing asked subconsciously, his mind in a daze.
Meng Li glared at Ying Qing with disappointment, wondering why his master had taken such a last disciple. His talent was mediocre, but why was his mind not very sharp either?
He patiently explained, "According to what you said, when you met her, neither her mindset nor her strength was mature. So, her coming to teach you a lesson this time was just incidental. The most important thing is to make you obediently shut up and know what should and shouldn't be said."
"Senior brother, I understand." Ying Qing wanted to ask more, but upon meeting Meng Li's ominous gaze, he obediently stopped talking.
Although he was not very intelligent, he could still remain quiet and keep secrets. His senior brother would definitely not harm him, his junior brother.
After taking the thousandth step, Xing Yue appeared on a platform.
Looking around, she could vaguely discern dozens of other platforms through the mist.
Xing Yue sat cross-legged on the ground and closed her eyes to rest. It seemed that everyone would only be teleported here after passing the assessment. Those who could reach this place were not ordinary people, and she had some patience.
"Rumble rumble rumble~" After an unknown amount of time, the platforms suddenly began to move outwards, and finally, all the stones merged together to form a massive flat surface.
The mist dissipated, and Xing Yue saw a few familiar faces within it. However, younger disciples like them were in the minority.
Xing Yue hesitated slightly and walked towards Lin Manxiao, the chief disciple of the Qianyi Sect. She was most familiar with her in this place.
Lin Manxiao also saw her and waved enthusiastically. Meeting a familiar person in this place, surrounded by wolves and tigers, gave her a great sense of security!
They had met in a secret realm and hit it off immediately, becoming close friends, even life-and-death companions. Over the years, they occasionally inquired about each other's well-being, and could be considered friends.
"I've heard for a long time that you also entered, but I never had the chance to see you. I didn't expect to meet you here!" Lin Manxiao's face was beaming with a bright smile.
"Yes, but what are we doing next?" Xing Yue asked with curiosity.
Lin Manxiao shook her head slightly, "I don't know yet, let's wait and see!"
Although they knew more than others due to their extraordinary sects, they could not fully understand the situation due to certain restrictions here.
As they were talking, a stone tablet suddenly descended from the sky, followed by a voice that echoed in everyone's ears.
"This is a secret technique. Those who comprehend it within the stipulated time can enter the next stage; those who fail will be teleported away."
As the voice faded, a giant hourglass appeared in mid-air, its sand slowly trickling down. Everyone knew that once the sand ran out, time would be up.
The secret technique was profound and obscure. Everyone quickly found a good spot and sat down, immersing themselves wholeheartedly in comprehending the technique.
Since this secret technique could appear here, it must have some connection to the divine realm. Every time the Myriad Races Realm closed, a few people would successfully find their own path and break through their cultivation thanks to the gains they made here.
Some successfully comprehended it and were directly teleported to the next stage, while others went mad during the process of comprehension and were also teleported away.
Xing Yue had only grasped a superficial understanding before time ran out, but she was directly teleported in.
So, merely grasping a little and stepping through the threshold counted as success? Xing Yue's eyes were thoughtful.
After the time expired, all the eliminated participants were teleported away. Then, a phantom slowly appeared and said solemnly to the more than twenty people:
"I am the Heavenly Dao. Currently, this realm can only accommodate a limited number of divine realm cultivators. Although you all have talent, you are unfortunately born at the wrong time. This time, only three of you will receive my gift. I will set up a martial arena, and you will decide the final victor among yourselves."
As soon as the words fell, the phantom slowly disappeared, and five martial arenas appeared in mid-air. Tokens spun in the air and finally landed randomly in front of different people.
As soon as they took the tokens, several people were directly teleported onto the martial arena. Although this kind of competition had something to do with luck, if a person's strength was sufficient, could they not break through all obstacles with sheer power?
[I will not describe the process of the competition in detail, as I am not good at it, and it is too violent t^t]
The final three were one from the demon realm, Xing Yue, and a rogue cultivator.
Looking at the final results, Xing Yue was greatly alarmed. Because judging by the origins of the final three, it was as if each faction would gain an additional divine realm cultivator. She felt that this plan had been laid out by the Heavenly Dao long ago.