Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

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"Rumble..."

After the ground shook violently, the sky suddenly grew dark.

Anticipating such a change, Zhu Yun and his two companions paid it no mind, continuing their actions without pause.

A few breaths later, dazzling light burst from the three jade tokens, illuminating the entire land brightly.

Upon witnessing this, Zhu Yun and the others shouted into the void.

"Activate the Tianfeng Wind Secret Realm!"

In an instant, their faces turned exceedingly red, and beads of sweat the size of beans continuously dropped from their foreheads.

Clearly, activating the jade tokens to open the secret realm consumed a great deal of spiritual power; otherwise, even Golden Core Cultivators wouldn't struggle this much.

As time slowly passed, the glow from the jade tokens grew ever more splendid as True Essence Mana from within the three of them poured in.

Eventually, it seemed the True Essence Mana absorbed by the jade tokens reached a certain threshold.

"Boom..." A crisp sound echoed through heaven and earth.

The ground ceased its trembling, and the originally dim sky began to return to normal.

At that moment, an enormous vortex appeared in the sky, motionless as it hung in midair.

Seeing this, Luo Anzhong bellowed, "The passage is open, everyone hurry and enter!"

Hearing this, the thirty disciples of Myriad Medicine Valley didn't hesitate and leapt into the vortex.

Behind them, the four loose cultivators, also without any hesitation, followed into the vortex.

With the Myriad Medicine Valley cultivators entering the secret realm, the remaining Golden Sword Sect and Zhenyang Sect cultivators didn't delay; they surged into the vortex as well.

Lin Tianming exchanged a glance with Hu Yuan beside him, then followed the Zhenyang Sect disciples' footsteps, flying directly into the vortex and vanishing from sight.

Meanwhile, Zhu Yun and the other two Golden Core Cultivators outside, watching as all the Foundation Establishment Cultivators entered the passage, ceased infusing True Essence Mana for the time being.

Once the three of them finished, the original vortex quickly shrank, and the void returned to calm.

At this time, their faces were red, their robes nearly soaked with sweat, and their breathing somewhat disorderly, looking quite weary.

"Fellow Daoists, let's meet here again in one year!"

Luo Anzhong cupped his hands towards Zhu Yun and the other in farewell, then vanished in a flash.

Seeing this, Zhu Yun offered a nonchalant smile, bid Song Hanchun farewell, and left the platform as well.

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Inside the Tianfeng Wind Secret Realm.

As Lin Tianming charged into the vortex, his head quickly grew dizzy, feeling an intangible pulling force tearing at him.

Thankfully, this sensation was brief, lasting only a few breaths before everything returned to normal.

Still, his somewhat groggy head testified to that bizarre state he had just experienced.

By the time Lin Tianming regained his senses, he found himself in a wasteland covered with yellow sand.

Luckily, he hadn't been transported directly into a den of demonic beasts; otherwise, troubles would have been endless.

With a serious expression, he drew the Tiangang Sword and cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

Looking around, all was silent, with nothing but the vast wasteland and the boundless yellow sandy ground—no sign of any animals or plants.

Further, the spiritual energy here was exceptionally thin, a far cry from the rich environment he had anticipated for a secret realm.

In the Cultivation World, most secret realms are like Cave Heavens and Blessed Lands.

Even if they aren't, they are typically characterized by clear mountains, pure waters, and dense spiritual energy.

Yet, this secret realm looked utterly desolate. Not a single living creature in sight, let alone any heavenly or earthly treasures.

Indeed, the environment of this secret realm was far beyond his expectations.

Recollecting his thoughts, Lin Tianming looked up at the sunlight in the sky, then took out the map Hu Yuan had given him for a quick review.

Unsurprisingly, the map was useless; the territories depicted didn't match at all, clearly meant to deceive.

Faced with this, a wry smile appeared on Lin Tianming's face.

"Well then, I'm to stay in the secret realm for a year; there's still plenty of time. Let's pick a direction to start searching!"

Lin Tianming muttered to himself, then set off in one direction with a gust of wind at his feet.

Before he knew it, half a day had passed.

During this time, Lin Tianming had traveled tens of miles, but he still hadn't left the desert.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, always gripping the Tiangang Sword, ready to deal with sudden threats.

With such a cautious mindset, his journey was quite smooth, encountering few attacks.

Even so, he wasn't naive enough to think the secret realm lacked dangers.

If that were true, it would be laughable.

At that moment, he halted atop a small mound, deep in thought.

After exploring for half the day, it was clear that the desert was vast, and the spiritual energy thin, without any sighting of animals or plants.

Upon reflection, such conditions were indeed unsuitable for demonic beasts or the growth of precious materials.

However, there are always exceptions; special environments can nurture special treasures.

Since it existed, there must be a reason for it.

With that realization, Lin Tianming didn't give up and prepared to continue exploring ahead or at least find a way out of the desert to discover a new place.

Having made up his mind, Lin Tianming stepped forward, ready to leave.

Just then, a sudden gust of wind stirred in the distance, rolling the yellow sand along the ground, fully capturing his attention.

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