Chapter 761: Refining the Black and White Qi, Condensing the Taotie Divine Seed

「Deep within the Profound Origin Secret Realm.」

The sky and earth seemed to have been cleaved apart by a giant, invisible hand.

The Nine-Turn Flowing Cloud Disc, carrying Chu Fan and the others, came to a sudden halt in mid-air.

Before them stretched a continuous black mountain range, like a primeval dragon lying dormant, completely sealing the path forward.

This range was vastly different from other parts of the Secret Realm. It soared into the clouds, its perilous and imposing peaks like the bars of a cage enclosing this part of the world.

Between the unbroken cliffs, only a single fissure, less than a hundred feet wide, remained. It was as if a Divine Sword had sundered the heavens, and it now hung abruptly before them.

That was the entrance to the Realm of Confusion.

Even before they drew near, Chu Fan could feel a strange aura rushing toward him.

His gaze swept over the towering mountains that encircled them.

On the jagged rock faces, crystalline veins of ore lay exposed.

In the dim light, the veins shimmered with a faint, clear glow. Half were as deep and dark as the eternal night—these were Purifying Nightmare Spirit Crystals.

The other half was a weave of gray and white, their clear and murky qualities indistinguishable. This was the exceedingly rare Clear and Muddy Spirit Source.

These two extraordinary natural treasures were brazenly embedded in the cliff faces, like the very bones of the mountain range.

In the outside world, even a palm-sized piece of Purifying Nightmare Spirit Crystal would be enough to make powerful experts fight to the death.

Though Chu Fan still stood at a distance, he already felt his mind clear.

The sensation was like stepping into a ten-thousand-year-old ice cavern on a scorching summer day—an indescribable comfort.

Purifying Nightmare Spirit Crystals cleansed the Divine Soul.

Clear and Muddy Spirit Sources refined Primordial Qi.

The aura was so pure and clear that it seemed capable of instantly purging a person’s greed, killing intent, and anxiety, allowing a cultivator’s mind to enter a state of supreme tranquility.

“What extraordinary spiritual treasures of heaven and earth…”

Wang Yiyi couldn’t help but marvel in a low voice, her eyes filled with fascination. “No wonder the powerful experts of the past would risk their lives to enter the Profound Origin Secret Realm. These ore veins alone are enough to drive a person mad.”

Although her family possessed some Purifying Nightmare Spirit Crystals and Clear and Muddy Spirit Sources, it was nothing compared to what she was seeing now.

Wang Yiyi, along with Lin Xiao and the others beside her, all had fervent looks in their eyes.

Chu Fan’s gaze did not linger on the priceless ore veins.

He took a deep breath, using the soul-soothing coolness to suppress the restlessness in his heart. His eyes moved past the tempting spirit crystals and focused on the narrow entrance.

Their purpose on this trip wasn’t to seek ore, but to seek a “path.”

To pass through this entrance, enter the Realm of Confusion, and find the gateway to the legendary Burial Immortal Valley!

Chu Fan’s figure shot into the air, hovering above the hundred-foot-wide mouth of the canyon.

A single step would make a world of difference.

Peering inward through the long, narrow fissure, his once-clear line of sight suddenly became distorted and blurry.

Vaguely visible within was a vast, boundless ruin.

But his Divine Sense could not penetrate it, allowing him only a hazy glimpse.

It looked like a magnificent ancient city that had been abandoned for eons.

Broken walls and crumbling ramparts flickered in and out of view under a dim, yellow light. Enormous stone pillars had toppled into the dust, and ruined palaces had only lonely roof beasts remaining, pointing to the heavens and telling a tale of endless desolation and grief.

Above the ancient city’s ruins, a sandstorm raged across the sky.

This was no ordinary sand and dust; every grain was dark red, as if soaked in dried blood.

What was even more terrifying was the wind.

Even from across the entrance, Chu Fan could almost hear the sharp, whistling sounds coming from within.

The sound of the wind was not like the flow of air in the mortal world, but rather like the tortured shrieks of countless vengeful ghosts.

‘That’s… Nine Heavens Gang Wind.’

Chu Fan’s pupils contracted as he looked up at the sky.

The Gangfeng from the upper atmosphere had been forced down into this ancient city within the Realm of Confusion by some terrifying power, and it now wreaked havoc at ground level.

This kind of Gangfeng was formless and intangible, yet as sharp as a blade.

Let alone a body of flesh and blood, even a Magical Treasure cast from refined iron would be quickly ground into dust if thrown inside.

According to the few scant words recorded in the Demon Suppression Bureau’s archives, even a peak Bright Heart Realm expert who entered the Realm of Confusion would not last more than an hour without special protective measures.

This was the reason why the Demon Suppression Bureau had so few records on the Realm of Confusion.

There were simply too few who could enter and make it out alive with information.

Later, some people used Wind-Stabilizing Pearls to enter the ruins, but they too became lost inside. Only a handful managed to return successfully.

After that, those who entered the Profound Origin Secret Realm no longer took such a risk.

This time, Chu Fan and his companions had come prepared.

Each of them carried a Wind-Stabilizing Pearl…

But the path ahead was still fraught with peril.

None of them knew how far they would be able to go.

‘Inside is an Asura Scene, outside is a land of purity.’

Chu Fan glanced back at the mind-calming ore veins behind him, then looked forward at the ancient city ruins, which were like a meat grinder.

Extreme temptation accompanied by extreme danger—this was the Law of an Ancient Secret Realm.

However, since not all of their companions had arrived yet, there was no rush to enter.

Like a soaring dragon, Chu Fan’s body was wreathed in a faint azure glow as he rode the wind toward the mountains to his left.

He moved so fast that he left a long white wake in the air behind him.

Behind him, Wang Yanfeng focused on piloting the Nine-Turn Flowing Cloud Disc, carrying Princess Zhaohua and Wang Yiyi in close pursuit.

Chu Fan’s Divine Sense spread out in all directions like tentacles, finally locking onto a hidden mountain hollow to the left, which was concealed by jagged, strange rocks.

The aura of the Clear and Muddy Spirit Source there was so dense it was almost tangible.

‘This is the place.’

Chu Fan’s figure came to an abrupt stop, and he drifted down lightly onto a protruding boulder.

The location was excellent—a sunken hollow halfway up the mountain, surrounded by peaks on three sides with only one open face.

From here, looking down, one had a perfect view of the hundred-foot-wide entrance to the Realm of Confusion.

Chu Fan sat down cross-legged, and his Divine Sense spread out silently like an invisible net.

Although this place suppressed one’s Divine Sense, his was bolstered by the Spirit Array Map from the Demon Dragon Celestial Spirit Scripture. Its strength far exceeded that of his peers, and its maximum range was just enough to cover the entrance.

When Wang Yanfeng and the others landed, Chu Fan wasted no words. With a flick of his wrist, the All-Seeing Mirror flashed…

Two slightly disheveled figures appeared out of thin air. They were none other than Xia Qiu, the prodigy from Sword Heart Island, and Feng Luoyan of the Wuji Sect.