The entire Secret Realm obviously did not consist only of Zhao Kuo and the Ghost Order who was instantly defeated by Su Youyi; they were merely stationed there to ambush as soon as they detected someone was about to enter the realm.

They were aware that the monks from the Zen school had already sent signals for help to the outside world, while the Abyss simply did not care about their life or death; thus, it was clear who was entering the Secret Realm now.

Since it wasn't an ally, to them, whoever came, it was all the same—it was a matter of you die or I die.

However, what Zhao Kuo didn't expect at all was that among the people who came to support were two monstrously powerful Cultivators.

They had seen and killed many young talents before, but never had they encountered young Cultivators who were so overwhelmingly powerful and terrifying to the point of despair.

Although Zhao Kuo was no match for Liang Yi, he could tell that this young man had no intention of killing him; instead, he aimed to capture him alive.

With effortless grace, the young man severely wounded him, and Zhao Kuo couldn't even feel how much strength the youth had used.

But as long as there was a desire to capture him alive, there would always be a sliver of vitality for Zhao Kuo.

Swallowing his saliva, Zhao Kuo glanced towards the Void behind Liang Yi.

The girl who had slain the Ghost Order with a single strike, leaving the legendary Array Master powerless to retaliate and doomed, had already sheathed her sword and stood motionless to one side.

And the other two naive beast pets and the little girl showed no signs of movement either, seemingly very confident in this young man and believing he would handle everything perfectly.

"Hmph, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Zhao Kuo sneered inwardly, finding this group too naive, thinking of single combat and heroic acts on the battlefield, how laughable!

Boom—

Zhao Kuo raised his sword, using his hand against the back of the blade to strenuously block the strike from Liang Yi, the impact of their collision echoing in the Void.

After this strike, Zhao Kuo's hair turned slightly grayer, and his body weakened a bit further.

Zhao Kuo himself estimated he could only endure three more strikes; after three strikes, he would completely lose all his strength, and not even be capable of self-destruction.

But Zhao Kuo was not in a hurry; what he wanted was for Liang Yi to strike once more.

Liang Yi, seemingly proud of his assured victory, showed a slight smile and slashed his sword towards Zhao Kuo.

"Waiting for this very strike!"

Zhao Kuo's eyes suddenly bulged, veins popping on his body, and he used all his might to bring down his treasured longsword onto Yuan Zhou's sword.

As expected, Yuan Zhou's sword remained unscathed, not even a scratch, while Zhao Kuo's longsword immediately shattered!

At the moment his longsword shattered, Zhao Kuo's regained his peak condition, his strength soaring to surpass even his prime.

"Ah!!!"

Dark mist surged all around Zhao Kuo's body, forming a tight coil, and even his eyes turned blood-red. With a roar, he charged forward with his body as if it were his blade, slashing towards Liang Yi as if to cleave the heavens.

As this strike was unleashed, a dark crack appeared in the sky behind Liang Yi, as if the heavens themselves had opened their eyes or had been cleaved apart.

Under the cover of the black mist, Zhao Kuo's figure shot towards Liang Yi with the speed of thunder, like a final desperate attack.

Liang Yi's lips curved in a faint smile, unchanged as he quietly watched the black shadow roaring and charging towards him; it seemed as if he didn't feel the overwhelming killing intent from the shadow at all.

Just as the black shadow was only a sword's distance away, Liang Yi even put away Yuan Zhou, embraced his arms, a smile lingering on his lips, and remained motionless.

His demeanor was akin to willingly accepting his fate.

Thousands of miles away, a wisp of black smoke drifted silently. Only when it realized there were truly no pursuers around did the smoke slowly condense into the form of a middle-aged man with graying hair.

"Ha ha ha, fooled you, didn't I? I told you rookies are as inexperienced as blank paper, I could easily trick you and make my escape."

The one laughing wildly and arrogantly was none other than Zhao Kuo, who had just been confronting Liang Yi.

Knowing well he could neither win a fight nor have any hope of escaping, Zhao Kuo resorted to using his ultimate trick: creating an illusion of himself at his peak, enveloped by the Abyssal Aura.

Although Abyssal Aura had no effect on Liang Yi, it still was a Divine Artifact from the Abyss, and the illusion shrouded in Abyssal mist was almost undetectable by anyone.

By the time those few realized the truth, Zhao Kuo had already led his troops back.

"Pah! You all wait, no one's leaving here alive today."

Zhao Kuo spat fiercely into the Void, his expression sinister and venomous as he said this, then he discerned the direction and headed towards his companions following the guidance of the Abyssal Aura.

Meanwhile, at Liang Yi's side, when the terrifying black shadow, using its body as a blade, struck down at Liang Yi, it was like a light puff of smoke in the wind, directly passing through Liang Yi's body without causing even a slight injury.

"This illusion is quite realistic..."

Liang Yi casually unleashed a Cliff Sword Intent, completely shattering the Abyssal Aura that had lost its illusionary attachment, leaving no trace behind.

Watching Zhao Kuo, who had disappeared without a trace, Liang Yi showed no signs of agitation but leisurely walked towards an unoccupied part of the Void.

As he drew nearer, Liang Yi reached out and gently tapped a point in front of him.

With a "pop" sound, as if a bubble was punctured, ripples like water appeared in the Void, revealing four figures.

Su Youyi, Yue Bai, Old Master Ju, and Zhao Kuo, who appeared dazed as he knelt in mid-air.

"This guy really thought he could escape. Wow, just a while ago in the Illusion Realm, he mocked you all quite a bit."

Old Master Ju, recalling the guy's smug attitude in the Illusion Realm, couldn't help but laugh so hard that he rolled in mid-air.

"How is he now?"

Liang Yi glanced at Zhao Kuo, who was still clueless, and reinfused him with a breath of Vitality to prevent him from dying from severe injuries.

"Everything's normal; he truly believes he has escaped to safety and is now heading towards his companions."

Yue Bai placed his palm a punch away from Zhao Kuo's forehead, with pale white light flashing and continuously penetrating Zhao Kuo's body, sustaining the illusion in his mind.

"Yue Bai is so amazing… to be able to do this!"

Su Youyi exclaimed admiringly; she truly hadn't expected Yue Bai's skills in Illusion Technique to have reached such heights.

Even though Zhao Kuo was gravely injured, managing to deceive a cultivator of the Seventh Realm with a Sixth Realm cultivation without any signs of discrepancy was in itself quite an extraordinary feat.

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