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Chapter 592 - 490 Secret Realm

Chapter 592: Chapter 490 Secret Realm

The Fang family.

A small family meeting was convened.

"So... now the issue with the youngest sister has been resolved."

Fang Xing spoke casually, exuding an aura of calm and composure: "Fang Leng, are you still going to your job? If not, I can arrange for you to enter the Esoteric Sect, or perhaps start a company. Becoming a wealthy person isn’t a bad option either..."

"I..."

Fang Leng seemed a bit intimidated: "I still prefer to keep working..."

This brother is becoming harder and harder to understand, with just a wave of his hand, the Bloody Sisterhood was wiped out, and two High Rank Transcendents from the Worm Forest were also lost.

’Could he... really have become the Dharma King of the Esoteric Sect?’

Fang Leng shrank his neck; he was an honest person, not fond of sudden changes in life, and still hoped everything would return to normal.

"With the stir we caused, I think you’ll find it hard to settle down at work."

Fang Xing spoke frankly: "But forget it, if you prefer it this way, then so be it for now..."

"Lastly..." he looked at Fang Qiong: "Now the issue we need to resolve is yours..."

With the clear leads of ’blasphemer’ and ’David’, Shi Lei found it much simpler to gather information.

Before long, a thick stack of materials was placed on Fang Xing’s desk.

After all, David was also a significant figure during the Gulan period, with many related records.

"Are we going to... that tomb?"

Fang Qiong seemed to recall some terrifying memories, touching his shoulder.

There, a pattern of an evil eye was strikingly clear, sealed by a circle of fire runes.

"That’s just a worldly tomb, likely without much abnormality, otherwise, none of your archaeological team would have survived back then."

Fang Xing shook his head: "What’s important is the corresponding projection of that tomb in the Ether Realm, and we might even use it as a coordinate to open a Secret Realm."

The Secret Realms in the Ether Realm are deep spaces that even the Longevity beings and Angels may not necessarily discover.

You must possess a ’coordinate’ as a key to find and enter them.

According to Fang Xing’s estimation, if that David was truly an Angel of the fifth rank, the tomb certainly wouldn’t be so simple.

The greatest possibility is that the secrets are hidden in the Ether Realm!

"The Ether Realm?"

Fang Qiong sighed, knowing that this place inherently represented danger!

"I actually want to witness it for myself."

Fang Xing showed a thoughtful smile.

He was still quite interested in that blasphemer David.

According to the common knowledge of the hidden world, a ’Longevity being’ is already the limit of humanity.

To become an ’Angel’, one must receive the blessings of a Divine.

Yet this blasphemer seemed to have used other methods to break the limits of a Longevity being.

’There are six Divines in this world, born naturally, representing some kind of rule...’

’Although Angels are greatly limited, there are Longevity beings that can ascend, but it’s unheard of for mortals to ascend to godhood...’

Fang Xing thought of himself.

His situation could be described as born that way, so... can mortals in this world tread the path to godhood?

’Whether it’s becoming a god by oneself or killing a Divine to seize their position... both are quite intriguing.’

’No matter what, I must stand at the pinnacle of this world to have an undefeated position against the ’Life Struggle’ with the creator.’

...

Wilderness.

Outside a protected excavation base.

Transcendents were patrolling one by one.

They moved adeptly, wearing uniform outfits, clearly belonging to the same force.

Only when looking at the central tent, their eyes would carry a hint of reverence.

This is the burial area of ’David’, outwardly declared to have once suffered an ancient virus leak, and now they were stationed here under the pretense of aftermath responsibilities.

In the tent, a Holy Relics level badge hung at the highest point, portraying a peculiar worm.

This worm emerged from the shadows, traversing different pages as if skimming over layer upon layer of secret histories!

This was precisely the object of worship for the Worm Forest—’Secret History Worm’!

An elderly man in a uniform stood under the worm badge, forming a peculiar Dharma Seal with his hands.

A round light emerged, astonishingly allowing him to see the scene being excavated in the tomb.

"How is the progress?"

The elder asked indifferently.

"We’ve delved deeper than the previous archaeological team, but we haven’t found the corresponding Ether Realm coordinates yet..."

On the other side of the mirror’s light, a man in a hard hat wiped the dirt off his face and replied.

"Evans and Lina’s cards have been damaged... I have reason to believe they’ve met with misfortune..."

The elder sighed: "This cemetery won’t be a secret for much longer; we must expedite our progress."

"As you command, Your Grace Olives."

The man showed utmost respect, for this ’Olives’ Your Grace was a ’Longevity being’ over three hundred years old, a genuine big figure in the mysterious realm, and one of the leaders of their ’Worm Forest’.

After ending the communication, a hint of doubt appeared on Olives’ face: "Lina... are you truly dead? Even if confronted by a Longevity being, someone who drank from the Fountain of Luck shouldn’t easily fall... If you’re truly dead, wouldn’t it signify—a greater disaster is about to unfold?"

...

Evening.

Fang Xing and Fang Qiong arrived at the outskirts of the camp, gazing at the camp that had been set up.

"They...how could they be so reckless?"

Fang Qiong noticed the precious ancient artifacts without ether surrounding them, discarded carelessly after being unearthed, and her eyes reddened slightly.

Though somewhat akin to tomb raiders, she considered herself more of a protective archaeologist.

Such as the Worm’s Forest, which kills the goose that lays the golden eggs, really made her feel indignant.

"They’re searching for the Ether Realm entrance... Ordinary artifacts are of no use."

"Moreover, these people are extraordinary individuals from history, perhaps even their toilets at home are ancient artifacts..."

Fang Xing quipped.

"Ether Realm entrance?"

Fang Qiong was taken aback: "Don’t we extraordinary individuals enter the Ether Realm by merely dreaming?"

"Under normal circumstances, that’s true, but some Secret Realms require entering with your true body... which is quite troublesome."

Fang Xing’s expression was indescribable: "Generally, only those who’ve reached the Longevity rank can transform into ether life forms and enter the Ether Realm with their true body... I have no problem with it, but you can’t, so you must enter through certain special Ether Realm entrances."

The reason those who achieve Longevity can persist for centuries is because their life form has transformed, no longer of flesh and blood, but an ether being!

On any Extraordinary Path, to ultimately succeed, one must probably cease to be human.

While Fang Qiong was lost in thought, she suddenly grabbed her shoulder, a hint of pain showing on her face: "I can feel it... it... has appeared."

"Hmm."

Fang Xing looked on indifferently at the excavation camp, where extraordinary individuals from the Worm’s Forest were falling like harvested wheat.

After they fell, their bodies began to decompose rapidly, as if corroded by some force.

Then...

BOOM!

Brilliant light erupted from the camp, faintly revealing the illusion of a great war.

It was evident that these extraordinary individuals of history had long prepared a ritual, summoning the power of an ancient battlefield.

Those extraordinary individuals in uniforms no longer fell but instead entered the graves.

Before long, their auras vanished simultaneously.

Fang Xing could also sense that a ’gate’ had been opened deep within the grave.

It was a gate connecting the depths of the Ether Realm with the present world, and as soon as it opened, it leaked a vast amount of ether.

Multi-colored torrents of ether surged forth but quickly began to fade.

This was due to the pressure of the current world, and without external forces and ritual assistance, this gate would soon close.

"Let’s go!"

Fang Xing spoke calmly, leading Fang Qiong directly into the grave.

The place had already been cleared by the extraordinary individuals from the Worm’s Forest, making the tomb not appear grim, even fitted with gas lamps.

Swoosh swoosh!

Fang Xing moved at lightning speed, and Fang Qiong, relying on her skills as an Esoteric Martial Artist, could barely perceive flickers, feeling the scenery on both sides rapidly recede.

They soon arrived at the deepest part of the burial site, in front of a stone coffin.

Within the coffin was not a corpse, but a deep darkness, resembling a portal?

Two extraordinary individuals guarded around the coffin, their expressions instantly changing upon seeing Fang Xing and Fang Qiong: "Who are you?"

One pulled out a mechanical revolver that looked like a Holy Relic.

The other grabbed a talisman and hurled it without hesitation.

"Steam Pressure Palm!"

Fang Xing raised his hand in a double palm strike, and under the immense steam pressure, the two were sent flying, crashing into the tomb walls, utterly incapacitated.

"They..."

Fang Qiong swallowed her saliva, feeling that the two guards were stronger than her!

Yet, before she could fully recover from the shock, Fang Xing tossed her into the coffin.

...

Ether Realm.

"This..."

Fang Qiong stood on a street, looking at the prosperous buildings on both sides, somewhat astounded: "This is the Ether Realm? Why do these buildings seem to have a style reminiscent of the Gulan period?"

"The Ether Realm is centered around chaos and disorder, and though this is the Ether Realm, it is a Secret Realm."

Beside her, Fang Xing also appeared, hands behind his back, surveying the surroundings with considerable admiration: "It seems that ’blasphemer’ David is indeed a strongman at the angel rank... perhaps even a ’Fake God’?"

"Fake God?"

"The Ether Realm has only six True Gods, and an angel who self-promotes without the elevation of the six gods is none other than a Fake God."

Fang Xing answered casually.

This street was desolate; clearly, David could only reproduce his memory, yet could not manifest living beings.

At that moment, in the deathly silent city, faint movements were heard, presumably the extraordinary individuals from the Worm’s Forest.

Amid explosions, a voice full of madness yet loud and clear resounded:

"I, ’blasphemer’ David! With mortal wisdom, have stolen the glory of the six gods..."

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