Xu Xiaoxiao's Immortal Cultivation Life (Transmigration)

Chapter 131 The Secret Realm Opens

Outside the space, the desert winds continued to howl, and under the dim yellow sky, the enormous vortex of spiritual energy was nearing completion, emitting a deafening roar as if it would devour the entire world within it.

The center of the vortex is deep and mysterious, and the surrounding sand and stones are drawn into it, spinning at high speed to form walls of sand, like angry dragons coiling around.

The disciples from various sects were already on high alert, dressed in their respective sect's attire, standing tall amidst the wind and sand, their eyes revealing tension and anticipation.

Some disciples from different sects formed a circle, their hands forming hand seals to gather their spiritual energy into a defensive shield to resist the onslaught of wind and sand. The shield shimmered with spiritual energy and hummed.

The senior student leading the team had a resolute look in his eyes and shouted loudly, "Everyone, hold on! Once the vortex stabilizes, we'll rush in!" His voice was somewhat broken by the strong wind, but it was still full of power.

Some sects unleashed powerful magical artifacts, with spirit boats hovering in mid-air, their hulls gleaming with runes and radiating powerful spiritual energy.

The disciples on the boat bustled about, adjusting the state of their magical artifacts, their eyes focused and vigilant.

One of the disciples, gripping the helm tightly, shouted, "Get ready! Once the vortex opens, we must seize the initiative!"

His forehead was covered in sweat, but his eyes were fixed on the vortex, not daring to relax for a moment.

Some independent cultivators gathered in twos and threes, their expressions varied—some were excited, some were nervous—but all gripped their weapons tightly.

A rogue cultivator dressed in black robes had a fanatical look in his eyes. The longsword in his hand hummed. He licked his chapped lips and whispered, "This time, I must find the treasure in the secret realm and change my fate!"

In this tense atmosphere, the temperature in the desert rose higher and higher, the ground was scorching hot, and the steam made the whole scene seem even more restless.

Meanwhile, in Su Miaoyin's courtyard, everyone felt the increasingly tense atmosphere outside. Yang Qingfeng stood up, looked out through the array, and said with a solemn expression, "It seems that the vortex is about to stabilize, and we need to prepare ourselves."

His voice was steady, but it couldn't hide a hint of urgency.

Yuan Mengyao gripped the long whip in her hand, the spiritual energy on it shimmering slightly. She walked to Yang Qingfeng's side and said with a firm look in her eyes, "Senior Brother Yang, I am ready and will definitely protect my fellow disciples!"

Her eyes revealed courage and determination, her posture was upright, and her clothes fluttered in the wind.

Xu Xiaoxiao also came out of the room. She had just finished taking care of her injured senior and junior brothers. Her eyes were still a little tired, but more than that, they were determined.

She walked to the group and said softly, "I won't hold anyone back."

After saying that, she silently circulated her spiritual energy to adjust her state, her hands slightly clenched into fists, and her eyes revealed a hint of determination.

The other disciples also stopped what they were doing, checking their weapons and equipment, encouraging each other, and preparing for the upcoming adventure into the secret realm. Their eyes shone with curiosity about the unknown, vigilance against danger, and a desire for opportunity. Before this desert vortex, a thrilling adventure was about to begin.

As the spiritual energy vortex in the desert reached its maximum speed, emitting a deafening roar, an entrance radiating a mysterious light slowly opened at its center, like the gaping maw of a giant beast.

Disciples from various sects used all their skills to rush towards the entrance.

Yang Qingfeng's eyes were sharp as an eagle's. He shouted, "Everyone, follow me and maintain the sword formation!" He flashed and took the lead in rushing towards the entrance of the vortex on his sword. The spiritual sword in his hand shone brightly and cleaved a channel of spiritual energy in front of him, trying to resist the impact of the chaotic spiritual energy around him.

His clothes fluttered in the strong wind, his expression resolute and focused, his eyes fixed on the direction of the entrance.

Yuan Mengyao followed closely behind, wielding her long whip with great force, the tip of the whip flashing with spiritual energy, scattering the approaching sand and stones.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and a fierce glint appeared in her eyes as she shouted, "Don't even think about stopping us!"

Xu Xiaoxiao helped the injured Senior Sister Ning as they struggled to move forward on the sand.

Her face flushed red, her hair was soaked with sweat, and her eyes were full of anxiety and determination. "Senior Sister Ning, we're almost there, hang in there!"

Ning Qingwan nodded weakly, her eyes revealing a hint of determination.

However, as soon as they entered the vortex, they were violently thrown apart by a powerful and chaotic spiritual force, instantly scattering in different directions.

Yang Qingfeng felt a flash of light before his eyes, and a powerful tearing force made him fly involuntarily towards a place shrouded in mist.

He quickly steadied himself and cautiously surveyed his surroundings. The area was filled with jagged rocks, huge stones emitting an eerie glow, and a faint purple mist permeated the air, faintly exuding a dangerous aura.

He gripped his spirit sword tightly, his eyes grave, and muttered to himself, "Everyone, please be careful!"

Yuan Mengyao was swept into a deep valley, surrounded by towering cliffs and filled with colorful miasma.

Holding a long whip, she moved forward cautiously, taking each step with extreme care, her eyes warily observing the surrounding movements, silently praying that she could reunite with her fellow disciples as soon as possible.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Ning Qingwan landed on the edge of a quiet forest. The trees in the forest were tall and thick, with lush foliage that blocked out the sun, giving people a strange sense of oppression.

Xu Xiaoxiao settled Ning Qingwan under a tree and said softly, "Senior Sister Ning, you rest here first, I'll go scout ahead."

Her eyes were filled with concern and unease. She gripped her weapon tightly and walked cautiously into the depths of the forest, glancing back every now and then, worried about Ning Qingwan's safety.

Xu Xiaoxiao carefully walked deeper into the forest, the fallen leaves under her feet making a soft rustling sound.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, broken only by the occasional chirping of birds.

Sunlight filtered through the dense foliage, creating patches of light that made the shadows in the forest appear even deeper.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble violently, and rustling sounds came from the surrounding bushes.

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes sharpened, and she quickly gripped the longsword in her hand, looking around warily.

Thick vines, covered in sharp thorns, burst forth from the ground and quickly stretched towards her.

Xu Xiaoxiao nimbly dodged, her sword flashing as she slashed at the approaching vines.

"Hmph, you think you can trap me? Not so easy!" she shouted, her eyes revealing determination and courage.

However, the vines multiplied and began to twine around from all directions.

As she brandished her sword, she kept glancing back at Ning Qingwan's direction, her heart filled with worry.

In the instant she was distracted, a vine shot out like a snake, piercing her left shoulder and then turning to attack Ning Qingwan under the tree.

Xu Xiaoxiao cried out in pain, her face turning pale instantly. She quickly swallowed a pill, gritted her teeth, and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes. She forcefully severed the vine piercing her shoulder and shouted, "I won't let you hurt Senior Sister Ning!"

Blood stained her clothes, and her body trembled slightly, but she still forced herself to raise her sword and continue fighting the vines.

At this moment, the fog in the forest seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, spreading all around and making the battle even more difficult.

Ning Qingwan also summoned her sword to block the vines that were trying to get closer to her, but Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes never wavered. She knew that she had to persevere and protect her senior sister. She couldn't lose.