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245: Return of the Secret RealmXu Li strode forward and patted Lin Jingyu heavily on the shoulder, his eyes filled with amazement and a near-fanatical Battle Intent: ”Brother Lin! You really... scare half the life out of me every time we meet!

The aura you unleashed just now was vast, righteous, and unfathomable. It made me momentarily think I was facing those Senior Brothers in the Sect who are on the hidden dragon ranking list!

That Devil Head, Standing for Fierce Blood Sun, does not die unjustly at your hands!”

He was straightforward in character and did not hide his admiration.

Feng Xixi took over, briefly explaining the subsequent situation. Although her tone was calm, one could still hear a trace of lingering fear: ”Jingyu, when you were in a decisive battle with Standing for Fierce Blood Sun at the top of the altar, we were also caught in a bitter fight below.

When the Devil Cultivators saw their leader fall and the altar collapse, they first counterattacked frantically, then their morale completely collapsed. They were either annihilated by us or fled into the depths of the Secret Realm, and they no longer pose a threat.

The Alliance... also suffered losses; several Fellow Daoist unfortunately fell, and many were injured. But in the end, we won.”

She paused and continued, ”We have initially cleared the battlefield and searched several strongholds of the Devil Cultivators, and the harvest... is quite rich.

Many matters will be discussed and decided after you wake up.”

After Lin Jingyu killed Standing for Fierce Blood Sun, his strength was recognized by everyone.

Even Feng Xixi seemed to implicitly hand over the leadership to him.

Lin Jingyu listened quietly, his gaze sweeping over everyone’s tired but hopeful faces, and said in a deep voice: ”Everyone has worked hard. Although the Evil Qi and resentment here have decreased, the space is unstable and this is not a place to stay for long. We need to finish dealing with things as soon as possible and leave this place of right and wrong.”

Over the next few days, under the guidance of Lin Jingyu’s powerful Divine Sense, which was comparable to the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Alliance members conducted a carpet-like thorough search of this core area of the Secret Realm.

His Divine Thought was like invisible mercury, penetrating every inch of land and every rock.

Hidden caves previously cleverly covered by Formations, Spiritual Plant gardens obscured by illusions, and even ruined Immortal Cave relics buried deep underground, all had nowhere to hide under his all-encompassing Divine Sense.

The harvest was far beyond everyone’s initial imagination, making even the knowledgeable Vice President Gu Yue and Feng Xixi exclaim repeatedly.

Large patches of rare Spiritual Plant were carefully collected, many of which were varieties that had long been extinct in the outside world and only existed in ancient records, such as ”Nine Nether Soul-Returning Grass” and ”Blood Jade Dragon Bone Ginseng,” with ages ranging from hundreds of years, brimming with Spiritual Qi and flowing with treasure light.

Various high-grade Artifact Refining Ores were piled up like mountains, including top-quality Materials that could be used as the main components for Magic Treasures, such as ”Star Tear Gold” and ”Ten Thousand Year Sunken Silver.”

Dozens of Jade Slips recording strange techniques, secret methods, Alchemy insights, and Formation essentials were found. Although most were incomplete, the ancient wisdom and Cultivate methods of different systems they contained had extremely high reference and learning value.

The various Medicinal Pills, Magical Artifacts, Formation Plates, and an astonishing amount of Spirit Stone accumulated by the Devil Cultivators filled one Storage Pouch after another to the brim.

Standing for Fierce Blood Sun had operated here for a long time and had great ambitions. The wealth and resources he accumulated were enough to make any small Sect go crazy with jealousy, or even trigger a bloody storm.

Added together, these things were enough to make a Golden Core Cultivator covet them.

The half-collapsed altar itself was also of great value.

The Materials used to build the altar were all extraordinary. The ink-black giant stones could conduct and amplify the power of Evil Qi extremely well and were top-quality Materials for refining certain special Magic Treasures.

The many rune gems embedded on it contained strange fluctuations of space and Soul Power.

Although most of it was damaged, the remainder was still quite considerable.

All the spoils were counted and recorded by Feng Xixi, Vice President Gu Yue, Xu Li, Shui Sheng, Zhao Mang, and representatives of several Families, and distributed strictly according to the pre-war Alliance agreement and their respective contributions in this battle.

The process was open and transparent, and no one dared to have any objections.

As the absolute core contributor who killed Standing for Fierce Blood Sun and turned the tide of the battle, Lin Jingyu single-handedly received 40% of the total revenue.

This was an astronomical figure in the true sense, and the massive resources piled up were enough to support the rise and fall of a Family for a hundred years.

It also provided a solid and astonishing resource guarantee for his future impact on the perfect Foundation Establishment realm.

The Ouyang Family and Baili Family also handed over their compensation shares as promised. When the two Clan Chiefs faced Lin Jingyu, their attitude was filled with undeniable fear amidst their respect; they didn’t even dare to look him in the eye, and dared not have any ulterior motives or fluke mentality again.

With everything settled, the group, eager to return home, did not stay any longer.

After this major change, the space in the Secret Realm became increasingly unstable, occasionally splitting into tiny black space cracks amidst the earth-shaking tremors, emitting terrifying suction that swallowed the surrounding rubble and Evil Qi. It was certainly not a good place.

The group carefully returned along the way they came, passing through the gloomy and dark mine tunnels filled with the smell of blood and burnt odors.

Finally stepping out of the mine, seeing the familiar sky and the long-lost sunlight of the Black Mountain Range, everyone felt a sense of being reborn, as if they had returned from another world.

The air, fresh and filled with the fragrance of grass and earth, surged into their lungs. Although it was far less rich in Spiritual Qi than in the Secret Realm, it was full of vitality and reality, far sweeter than the suffocating, deathly silence of the Evil Qi.

In front of the Black Mountain Range mine.

Lin Lingshan stood at the very front like an iron tower, his bronze face tense, his tiger eyes intertwined with unresolvable anxiety, deep anticipation, and a trace of fear he dared not think about.

His hands, clasped behind his back, had white knuckles from the force.

Behind him were Ling Kuang, Lin Dashan, and other key members of the clan, all with solemn expressions. A silent, heavy pressure filled the air, and every gaze looking into the distance was filled with worry and longing.

Since Lin Jingyu and his party went deep into the notorious Secret Realm, it had been eight or nine days, but for the clansmen left behind, every moment was like being fried in oil.

They still followed the orders Lin Jingyu left behind.

Everyone evacuate the mine and wait outside!

The terrible legends about the Secret Realm had long been deeply rooted in people’s hearts, and they knew that it was full of crises, and a slight carelessness would lead to destruction.

Suddenly, more than a dozen powerful auras came from the mine.

”They’re back! It’s the Young Clan Leader! It’s the Clan Chiefs of the families, they’re back!” Someone’s voice cracked with excitement after sensing it, breaking the suffocating silence.

It was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake! All eyes were cast towards the mine, and their hearts were in their throats.

Lin Jingyu took the lead, his pace steady as a mountain. Although his green shirt was stained with blood and dust and had a few tears, it could not hide his surging heroic spirit and that extraordinary temperament that became even more profound and steady after being tempered by blood and fire.

His eyes were bright, his face calm, and although the aura around him was restrained, it naturally exuded a powerful aura that made people feel at ease.

Behind him, Feng Xixi, Qin Yue, Xu Li, and others followed closely. Although they could not hide their exhaustion, they were all full of energy and smiling.

After all, the harvest this time was just too much.