Cheng Yifeng's heart leaped into his throat.
“Your Highness…” The six grandmasters gathered around, looking worriedly at the spot where Chu Zhiyuan had disappeared.
As guards, they were naturally aware of the situation within this secret realm.
Since the news of the loss of two grandmasters had already spread outside, they were also aware.
If only one grandmaster had been lost, it could have been due to carelessness, a slip-up.
But with two grandmasters together, plus a group of masters, it should have been foolproof, yet they were still completely wiped out. This was true despair.
Cheng Yifeng shook his head: “Since the Fourth Prince dared to enter, there shouldn't be any problems.”
He knew that Chu Zhiyuan's intuition was sharp, far surpassing ordinary people, especially his intuition for danger.
Since he dared to enter, he must have a grasp of the situation.
But anything was possible.
However, his face showed a natural look, a look of confidence.
“Yes.” The six masters replied solemnly.
Cheng Yifeng waved his hand: “Alright, you guys go rest, no need to mind me.”
“Your Highness might as well come and warm yourself by the fire, have a drink to warm your body.” A middle-aged man took a wine gourd from his waist and smiled: “We are on duty and dare not drink, my wine hasn't been drunk yet, it's just right for Your Highness.”
If Cheng Yifeng was usually in the mood, he would have taken it and drank it, but now he had no mood for drinking.
He waved his hand: “I just drank a lot, any more and I'll get drunk, sit down.”
He took the lead and sat down by the bonfire, asking about the situation here.
The six masters told him everything they knew.
Cheng Yifeng was the Seventeenth Prince, possibly with no hope of becoming emperor.
But he came from Wentian Cliff, with high aptitude and strong cultivation, and would inevitably hold power in the future.
Cheng Yifeng shook his head repeatedly.
He looked again at the direction where Chu Zhiyuan had disappeared, his heart in his throat.
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Chu Zhiyuan stepped into a dense forest, the surrounding trees straight and towering, tall and ancient.
The lush canopy blocked out the sky, turning the forest into a dark place.
The weeds under the trees were still growing stubbornly, using the strands of sunlight that filtered through the gaps in the leaves, unyieldingly growing upwards.
But this did not mean that such a secret realm had no good things.
He closed his eyes, using his ultra-sensitive illumination, from an overhead view to a close-up observation.
After a while, he frowned.
He felt a familiar feeling, as if he had been here before.
But he was clearly entering for the first time.
After a moment, he remembered why he had such a strange feeling.
The trees, vegetation, rocks, rivers, and mountains in this secret realm were very similar to the secret realm in the Feitian Sect.
Could these two secret realms actually be the same secret realm?
The space of the secret realm was originally different from the space of the current world.
But this strange situation still surprised him.
He walked forward and soon encountered demonic beasts, and then encountered the invisible white mink.
Although it looked different from the spirit cat that stayed by Xiao Ruoling's side, their abilities were not much different.
They were both extremely fast, able to hide, and shield themselves from the perception of grandmasters.
They could hide from grandmasters, but they could not hide from him. He easily killed a few of them, obtained demon crystals, and the rest scattered and fled.
Chu Zhiyuan followed behind, captured two alive, sealed their energy flow, tied them up, put them in a bag, and first turned around and left the secret realm.
… …
“Crack…”
The bonfire was blazing, burning and making a soft sound.
Cheng Yifeng and the others were sitting cross-legged by the bonfire, adjusting their breathing and circulating their energy.
Suddenly hearing movement, Cheng Yifeng turned around abruptly and looked over. After seeing Chu Zhiyuan, he was overjoyed: “Prince!”
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and lifted the cloth bag: “I caught two little things.”
Cheng Yifeng stepped forward and asked curiously: “What?”
Chu Zhiyuan opened the bag and pulled out two little white minks: “Are these the invisible killers?”
The two little white minks were only the size of a squirrel, with a cute appearance and a flawless white body.
Under the firelight, the two little white minks closed their eyes, motionless as if they were dead.
Their fluffy tails drooped down, and their white fur shone brightly.
“Are these them?” Cheng Yifeng looked at the two white minks in surprise.
But the six masters stared at them as if they were facing a formidable enemy, their heartstrings tightened, and their energy flowing.
If these two white minks suddenly woke up and escaped Chu Zhiyuan's control, they might directly kill them.
“It should be them.” Chu Zhiyuan said: “Once they enter attack mode, they become transparent and merge with the void, unable to be seen or sensed.”
“Terrible!” Cheng Yifeng exclaimed.
Chu Zhiyuan said: “Their claws can also break through gang energy and spiritual energy, cutting iron like mud. How did those two grandmasters die?”
“Their hearts were torn apart.” Cheng Yifeng's face darkened.
As dignified grandmasters, their hearts were actually torn apart, which was bizarre.
If this little thing's claws could break through spiritual energy defenses and cut iron like mud, it could indeed tear a grandmaster's heart.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded: “They could do it… Should we take them back to study them and find a way to restrain them?”
Cheng Yifeng said: “If we can see them, can we defend against them?”
Chu Zhiyuan thought for a while and shook his head: “They're too fast, I'm afraid we can't react in time.”
Their terror was not only in their invisibility, but also in their lightning speed.
It was beyond the scope of normal human reaction.
Cheng Yifeng sighed: “Then forget it, it's too troublesome.”
To study them, they needed live ones, but the vitality of demon beasts was amazing. Once they lost control, without Chu Zhiyuan by their side, who could escape?
Chu Zhiyuan nodded: “Alright, I'll go in and take a look again, see what other demon beasts there are.”
“Prince, be careful!”
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head, gently shook his hand, and the two white minks suddenly began to dim.
Their white fur quickly turned gray.
Chu Zhiyuan carried them back and disappeared again.
The six masters breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Zhiyuan re-entered the secret realm and began to walk inside. After walking about thirty miles, he could no longer see any traces.
He walked in one direction, wanting to see if he could walk to the Feitian Sect.
After walking more than a hundred miles, he stopped at the summit of a mountain, looking at a secluded cave.
He could tell at a glance that it was a cave dwelling.
The entrance of the cave was hidden behind a boulder on the summit. Only a gap remained, and only his illumination could discover that there was actually a cave behind this boulder.
To enter and exit the cave, one had to push the boulder away.
He felt that only he, who had practiced the Dragon Transformation Art, had amazing divine power. Even ordinary grandmasters could not move this boulder.
The cave dwelling isolated his illumination, and he could not see what was inside.
He stood in front of the secluded cave entrance, concentrating and sensing, to see if there was any danger.
A strong sense of danger came over him.
He frowned, and the thought of retreating arose in his heart.
Such danger was not suitable for a hard break-in.
Then he could only use the blade soul again, and use the avatar technique again.
This had already stepped onto the danger line, so the avatar could only exist for a short time.
The avatar would soon have to return, returning to his blade soul.
Thinking of this, a flying knife emerged from his sleeve, floating above his head, and a wisp of blade soul had already split off and entered the flying knife.
The flying knife flew lightly inside.
His perspective naturally followed, examining the surroundings as if he were there in person.
After a dozen meters, the flying knife stopped in front of two strange stone doors.
His eyes suddenly darkened, and then went completely dark.
Chu Zhiyuan stood outside the cave, his face solemn.
The wisp of blade soul that had split off was instantly destroyed!
