I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1153 - 714: Sky-breaking Sword Sect, Omen of Cataclysm

Under the collective gaze of the assembly, "Thirteen" felt his chest tighten with pressure.

He realized this was his moment to prove his worth.

If his response could satisfy the Clan Leader, his standing within the family would rise, granting him access to superior resources.

He weighed his thoughts carefully, selecting each word with precision before he finally began to speak.

"Clan Leader, I have a suggestion. What if we sought out an ally to join forces with?"

The moment those words left his mouth, the entire room seemed stunned, as if hit by a wave of shock.

Expressions of indignation appeared on several faces.

Among them, "Lao Qi" was the most incensed.

"Well, Thirteen, I expected a brilliant strategy from you, but you actually propose collaborating with outsiders? Are you aware of how many people covet the Token we possess? You are essentially inviting the wolf into our home!"

"He is right! The Token of our Immortal Clan is a legacy from our forefathers; it absolutely cannot be shared with those outside our bloodline!"

"Thirteen, have you been bribed by another family to lead us into a trap?"

"Thirteen, are you trying to become a traitor to our clan?"

Faced with these harsh denunciations, the expression of the middle-aged man in purple robes grew grim.

Seeing this reaction, Thirteen’s heart skipped a beat, and he spoke up quickly. "Everyone, please, it is not as you imagine. My loyalty to the clan is absolute. If there is any deceit in my heart, let me be struck by divine lightning, let the Heavenly Human Five Declines Tribulation seize me, and let me perish in my next Primordial Spirit Tribulation!"

The hall fell into a sudden silence as Thirteen released the fluctuations of his Primordial Spirit to seal his vow.

This was because the oath Thirteen had sworn was tied directly to his Dao Heart.

A vow of this magnitude is not made lightly; while the consequences might not be immediate, his future path of Cultivation would surely become murky and filled with insurmountable obstacles if he broke it.

Only after seeing Thirteen dare to stake his Primordial Spirit did the others cease their accusations.

The tension on the purple-robed man’s face relaxed slightly.

"If you truly have no hidden motives, then why make such a suggestion? You know full well that the Token for the Returning Ruins Secret Realm represents the hope of our Immortal Clan and must never be handled by outsiders."

"I am well aware, Clan Leader. However, it is not that I lack faith in us, but we must acknowledge the sheer power of those major Sect forces.

While our clan has a deep foundation, trying to snatch the prize away from those elite families may prove to be an uphill battle."

The man in purple robes remained quiet.

He was not a man blinded by pride, and he understood the cold logic in Thirteen's argument.

In truth, Thirteen was being modest; given the Immortal Clan’s current state, competing against those families wouldn't just be difficult—it would be nearly impossible to come out on top.

Yet, the treasures and opportunities within the Returning Ruins Secret Realm were vital. They were the key to restoring their clan's ancient prestige and reclaiming control over the Great Origin Immortal Domain.

No price was too high if it meant securing that treasure.

With these thoughts in mind, the purple-robed man reached a decision.

"It appears you have thought this through, Thirteen. Tell me then, who do you propose we cooperate with? Or rather, which family approached you to speak on their behalf?"

The previously anxious Thirteen felt a wave of relief at the Clan Leader’s words, and a faint smile touched his lips.

He knew the Clan Leader had finally been convinced.

...

In the vast Xinghe beyond the Great Origin Immortal Domain, hidden within a starry secret realm.

This realm was dominated by countless peaks shaped like blades, all thrusting toward the heavens as if intending to pierce the sky itself.

A streak of Sword Light flashed across the peaks before descending upon the most prominent mountain in the realm, revealing a youth dressed in white.

"Sword Master, your disciple has arrived as summoned. What are your instructions?"

The youth bowed with deep respect toward a gray-robed elder standing at the mountain's edge.

"A few days ago, a relic kept within our Sect's Ancestor Hall began to vibrate. I believe this signal means the Returning Ruins Secret Realm is on the verge of appearing."

The elder in gray spoke slowly, his hands resting behind his back.

"The Returning Ruins Secret Realm?"

The white-robed youth was momentarily dazed before his eyes widened in realization.

"Sword Master, are you speaking of that secret realm that manifests once every ten millennia? The one rumored to be the legacy of Immortal Huadao?"

"Indeed, that is the one." The elder nodded gravely. "Legend says the ultimate treasures of Immortal Huadao are hidden within. Its appearance will undoubtedly spark a violent struggle between various powers."

"Then what is your plan, Sword Master?"

"The inheritance of Immortal Huadao is of immense importance. Whoever claims it could shift the balance of power across the surrounding Immortal Domains, so we cannot simply watch from the sidelines.

However, it is said that the Returning Ruins Secret Realm is protected by seals placed by Gui Xu Taoist, allowing only those at the Primordial Spirit Realm to enter.

Anyone stronger than the Primordial Spirit Realm will face extreme rejection; unless they surpass Gui Xu Taoist in power, they will surely meet their end.

You must select a group of disciples at the Primordial Spirit Realm. When the realm opens, lead them inside to see if we can claim this opportunity.

Even if we fail to secure the treasure, we must ensure it does not fall into the hands of the Demon Path."

Hearing the elder's command, the youth's expression became solemn. "It shall be done, Sword Master!"

"There is no need for extreme haste," the elder added. "According to ancestral records, the Token's activity only signifies a disturbance in the Star Sea. The actual opening of the Returning Ruins Secret Realm is still a while away, so take your time choosing the disciples."

"I understand, Master."

"One more thing," the gray-robed elder continued. "I have recently heard reports of a strange young man using our Sect’s Heaven Breaking Sword Intent.

He has been causing a stir in the Heavenly Origin Great World of the Great Origin Immortal Domain, even slaying several cultivators at the Primordial Spirit Realm.

The Human Race factions in that domain have already sent us their complaints.

When you have a moment, send someone to find out the truth behind this."

"A youth capable of the Heaven Breaking Sword Intent?" The young man was surprised. "If he can take down those at the Primordial Spirit level, he must be at that stage himself. I will investigate our records to see who has been practicing in the Heavenly Origin Great World lately."

"Very well. You are dismissed."

The elder nodded and gave a dismissive wave.

"This disciple takes his leave."

The white-robed youth bowed, transformed back into a Sword Light, and shot into the heavens.

Once the youth had vanished, the elder finally turned around, his aged face etched with a hint of worry.

"The opening of the Returning Ruins Secret Realm draws closer to the time the Third Ancestor warned us about, yet we still have no clue regarding this 'great disaster'."

The memory of the Third Ancestor’s final instructions weighed heavily on the elder’s mind.

The details of that prophecy were truly terrifying.

"We can only proceed cautiously, hoping the emergence of the Returning Ruins Secret Realm provides some clarity regarding the coming catastrophe."