The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3311 - 3306: Entering the Secret Realm_1

"The limit of the Heaven-separated Realm?"

Doubts swirled within Yang Chen.

From what he knew, though, the so-called Heaven-separated Realm limit that these folks talked about was merely a benchmark for power levels, rather than some stage like the initial, intermediate, or advanced phases of the Heaven-separated Realm itself.

Regarding Ba Xia Ming Wang, his power went beyond that Heaven-separated Realm boundary, boasting unmatched might that filled Mu Fei, Fairy Yun Xiu, and the rest with evident dread in their speech.

It was precisely this that fueled Fairy Qing Wan's fierce resolve to overcome him.

Naturally, all this remained mere conjecture on his part. To uncover the facts, he'd need to consult Mu Fei and Fairy Yun Xiu directly.

Yet Yang Chen held back from inquiring right then, given the circumstances—it appeared Fairy Qing Wan had hit a snag, and Mu Fei along with Fairy Yun Xiu were growing increasingly awkward, beads of sweat forming on their brows.

"Senior Sister Qing Wan..." Mu Fei and Fairy Yun Xiu both uttered sympathetically, unable to contain their concern.

"Has Senior Sister Qing Wan really fallen short like this?" Fairy Yun Xiu vented in frustration.

"This puppet differs from actual cultivators, after all. Senior Sister Qing Wan's prowess matches this puppet's just fine. But unlike her, this puppet expends no energy whatsoever. When it comes to stamina, Senior Sister truly can't match it. The only way to win is to overpower it before she tires out; otherwise, defeat is inevitable." Mu Fei clarified.

Fairy Yun Xiu felt deeply unsatisfied, "In raw power, Senior Sister has already matched this puppet evenly; it's solely her endurance that falls short. That proves she's exceeded the Limit of the Sky-separating Realm and stands equal to that Netherworld King."

Mu Fei could only offer a wry smile, "Yun Xiu, I share your view, but even with Senior Sister's present capabilities, she's not quite ready to face off against the King of the Netherworld."

"Why not?" Fairy Yun Xiu looked irritated.

Mu Fei shook his head, explaining, "Attaining the peak of the Heaven-separated Realm isn't simple at all. This threshold serves as a gauge for Heaven-separated Realm might, and countless individuals never reach it over a lifetime. How could it be straightforward? True progress only comes after surpassing it—that's undeniable. If Senior Sister fails to break through, it simply shows she's hovering near that edge. Challenging the King of the Netherworld in her state would do more damage than good."

Fairy Yun Xiu nibbled her crimson lips, murmuring, "Senior Sister must feel heartbroken right now."

While they conversed, within the unfolding scene, a trace of resignation appeared on Fairy Qing Wan's brow. Ultimately, she seemed to accept the harsh truth, releasing a sorrowful sigh before deciding to withdraw.

Upon her concession, Fairy Qing Wan retreated at once, arriving back at Fang Xuan Villa in mere moments.

"Senior Sister, are you okay?" Mu Fei and Fairy Yun Xiu hurried over to inquire.

Fairy Qing Wan's voice stayed icy, showing no hint of yielding: "I'm not so delicate."

At once, Mu Fei and Fairy Yun Xiu found themselves fretting over her.

Witnessing their trio in this state, Yang Chen had no initial urge to approach, yet with them obstructing the path to the Ice River Secret Realm, he inwardly let out a resigned breath.

Besides, it was clear Fairy Qing Wan was in low spirits, ignoring the soothing words from her companions.

Noticing this, Yang Chen had no choice but to advance and speak up, "You three, might I trouble you to step aside? I'd like to enter this Secret Realm and give it a go myself."

This remark caused the already distressed group to furrow their brows in annoyance.

Fairy Qing Wan and Mu Fei held their tongues, but the fiery-tempered Fairy Yun Xiu snapped irritably, "Can't you see we're in the middle of talking? What's your rush?"

Yang Chen had aimed for a polite exchange, but her sharp tone sparked a flicker of irritation in him too.

Even coming from Fang Xuan Villa, such rudeness and lack of consideration went too far.

"I merely suggest that if discussion is needed, any spot would do. There's no real need to linger right here on purpose." Yang Chen replied.

Fairy Yun Xiu glared at Yang Chen for his retort, her anger flaring higher: "Who are you to dictate where we discuss? What's it got to do with you? You're so eager to rush into the Ice River Secret Realm—do you fancy yourself some big shot? Think you can conquer any palace? Haven't you noticed my Senior Sister's grief over her defeat? Why keep pouring oil on the flames? Are you that oblivious?"

Hearing her outburst, Mu Fei hurriedly gestured for his Junior Sister to quiet down, "Junior Sister, hold your tongue a bit."

"I'm just venting—I'm already fuming, and this fellow has to poke the bear." Fairy Yun Xiu shot back bluntly.

Mu Fei exhaled in exasperation. Though he felt a twinge of displeasure toward Yang Chen's interruption, he grasped the full picture and realized their side bore the fault, with his Junior Sister acting overly haughty.

He tugged Fairy Yun Xiu to the side, apologizing, "Apologies for the inconvenience, Brother Yang Chen. My Junior Sister's like this sometimes; we'll clear out now."

With her Senior Brother intervening, Fairy Yun Xiu reluctantly yielded to save face, muttering with pursed lips, "Fine, he's so desperate to dash inside, like he could actually claim any hall."

"Enough, keep it brief." Mu Fei sighed once more in defeat, drawing his Junior Sister and Fairy Qing Wan along as they finally stepped aside.

With that, Yang Chen cupped his hands in thanks: "Much appreciated, Brother Mu Fei."

"No trouble at all." Mu Fei responded.

Yang Chen truly felt pressed for time and disliked dawdling. Spotting their path open, he promptly crossed into the Secret Realm.

The moment he stepped through, the environment shifted abruptly. Yang Chen sensed the chill intensify manifold around him. As flurries of ice and snow descended, he confirmed his arrival in the Ice River Secret Realm.

For any cultivator, such cold posed no real challenge. Yang Chen enveloped himself in his laws, navigating the area with ease.

After only a handful of strides, Yang Chen reached the initial palace.

Without a second thought, he strode straight into the first palace.

Entering the hall, Yang Chen immediately spotted over a dozen figures stationed inside.

Looking more closely, he realized these were intricate puppets.

Earlier, observing Fairy Qing Wan's battle with these puppets from afar, he'd already sensed their uncanny realism. Their features were detailed enough, yet it was their auras and demeanors that mimicked humans so convincingly, leaving most unable to distinguish them.

Initially, he'd chalked it up to the distance blurring his judgment.

But up close now, the illusion held firm—no discrepancies whatsoever. It highlighted the masterful craft behind their creation.

"This Daoist Ancestor truly wielded remarkable skills. These puppets can so flawlessly mimic the authentic. Without prior knowledge of their nature and a keen eye, I'd struggle to spot any tells. Lacking that forewarning, I'd likely mistake them entirely for living beings." Yang Chen mused inwardly, a grin forming.

As his thoughts wrapped up, he let a faint smile play on his lips, "These puppets react swiftly—they picked up on my presence almost instantly..."

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