Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 818: The Turmoil Inside the Universe Ring

Crack... crack... crack...

In the center of the Desolate Sacred Land, the Wind Hall Master continuously formed one hand sign after another.

The transparent cracks grew increasingly intense and conspicuous.

The Hei Feng stood still, with relentless cracking sounds. An oppressive, almost explosive tension akin to a brewing storm engulfed the surroundings.

Everyone stared intently ahead, the atmosphere supremely solemn.

Even Xiao Yi bore a grave expression.

He couldn’t quite describe this feeling, only sensing an all-encompassing unease.

It was as though some ancient and powerful aura was pressing upon him.

With his current cultivation, he felt as insignificant as an ant before this aura.

"Whew." Xiao Yi took a deep breath, calming his mind.

He knew that this oppressive aura dominating the area emanated from the center of the Desolate Sacred Land, precisely where the Wind Hall Master stood.

"Something’s not right." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, murmuring to himself.

"What’s wrong, Deacon?" Lvu Zheng asked softly.

Xiao Yi said in a deep voice, "The Wind Hall Master seems to be forcibly opening the secret realm."

"Isn’t this Desolate Sacred Land owned by the Wind Shattering Hall? The Wind Hall Master should be able to open it easily."

Any secret realm, or subspace, is left by predecessors of great power.

These predecessors must have their reasons for leaving these secret realms behind.

The majority of uses are to nurture future generations or younger martial artists.

Thus, these descendants hold easy ways to enter the secret realm; they possess the ’key’ to the realm.

For example, the Fengxu Secret Realm, where Princess Fengxu effortlessly led everyone in.

Or the Thunder Gang Secret Realm, once controlled by the Wind Thunder Royal Family, allowing free entry with treasures.

But now, observing the Wind Hall Master’s situation, there’s something amiss.

Xiao Yi watched intently, pondering.

At this moment, the Wind Hall Master’s forming hand signs seemed initially to resonate with those shattered cracks.

Gradually, however, the hand signs changed.

Although Xiao Yi didn’t understand the hand signs, he sensed them beginning to clash with the shattered cracks.

If his guess was correct, the Wind Hall Master intended to forcibly strike the subspace barrier of the Desolate Sacred Land, leading to increasingly severe cracks.

The clash between the Wind Hall Master and the subspace barrier, between two powerful auras, had caused this overwhelming pressure.

"Deacon, are you unaware of this?" Lvu Zheng stared at Xiao Yi in surprise.

This expression of surprise had appeared multiple times now.

"Should I know?" Xiao Yi furrowed his brow.

Lvu Zheng was about to say something when suddenly, "Ugh..."

Lvu Zheng’s expression turned uncomfortable.

The oppressive aura around them suddenly intensified.

Xiao Yi took a step forward, shielding Lvu Zheng and the others, effortlessly blocking the oppressive aura.

He didn’t even need to release his aura, relying solely on his physical strength to block it effortlessly.

In the forefront, several Extreme Realm experts who were previously at the spectator’s seat released their aura instantly to counter the enhanced pressure.

Each martial artist finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Deacon, you are indeed powerful," Lvu Zheng remarked, amazed at Xiao Yi.

He had clearly seen that Xiao Yi’s response was quicker than that of the Heavenly Extreme Realm experts.

Blocking the pressure was also easier for him.

"First, tell me what’s going on," Xiao Yi said softly.

Lvu Zheng chuckled, "Deacon, didn’t the Wind Shattering Hall’s Wind Masters and martial artists search for something over the last few days?"

"To find that thing, they even asked for assistance from our Asura Hall."

"That token?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

"Yes," Lvu Zheng replied, "But I don’t know the specifics either."

"I only know the key lies with that token."

"The token is an inherited item from the Wind Shattering Hall."

"Without it, the Wind Hall Master can only forcibly open the path to the sacred land’s subspace."

"I see," Xiao Yi realized.

The oppressive aura remained, rising at an alarming rate.

In the center, the Wind Hall Master continued to form hand signs.

The aged face even started to sweat.

The Wind Hall Master, with such overwhelming cultivation, gritted his teeth, his face gradually turning pale.

"Break for me!"

The Wind Hall Master’s aged voice suddenly resonated throughout the area.

The voice, like a great bell, shot up to the heavens.

An aged yet powerful hand fiercely struck out.

In an instant, the heaven and earth power descended from the sky.

"Break," another loud shout followed.

The Wind Hall Master’s hand suddenly morphed into countless palm shadows.

The palm shadows were profound and unpredictable, sometimes like a swift wind, sometimes a hurricane, changing unpredictably.

Beneath each shadow seemed to be the ultimate application of Wind Attribute Martial Arts.

A few seconds later, the sky’s cracks abruptly expanded.

"Now, enter," the Wind Hall Master shouted loudly.

The Eldest Prince, Sixth Prince, Qin Hongyi, the Kuanglan Sect Master, and others with slots quickly gathered by the Wind Hall Master.

Among these eight, other than Lih Fengxing, the other seven hesitated as they gazed at the massive crack.

Swoosh... Lih Fengxing entered the massive crack without hesitation, disappearing from sight.

Elsewhere, from afar, Xiao Yi watched the transformations in the Wind Hall Master’s palm, unable to suppress his amazement.

He had clearly sensed that the Wind Hall Master’s hand technique contained multiple martial arts powers.

As far as he knew, martial arts powers could not be combined.

Martial Arts Power, as a Heaven and Earth Power, is incredibly potent.

This is the mark of an Extreme Realm Expert, and the reason for their formidable strength.

But clearly, the Wind Hall Master had forcibly expanded the crack by merging multiple martial powers.

Moreover, with distinct ranks among the powers, he used them to the utmost extent.

How strong had such an expert like the Wind Hall Master become, Xiao Yi dared not speculate.

At this point, in the center of the Desolate Sacred Land, Lih Fengxing and others entered one after another.

Under the massive crack, ominous annihilation auras were frightening to the extreme.

Simultaneously, Xiao Yi’s expression changed dramatically.

The Universe Ring in his hand suddenly flickered.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi looked at the Universe Ring in his hand. The glow on the ring had vanished.

However, inside the Universe Ring, an inexplicable power was stirring.

Xiao Yi furrowed his brows, folded his arms, and then walked away slowly.

"Deacon, where are you going?" Lvu Zheng asked.

"To handle some matters," Xiao Yi casually responded, then silently vanished from the spot.

"This..." Lvu Zheng was taken aback.

Elsewhere, in the central range of the Desolate Sacred Land.

Lih Fengxing and the other eight had entirely entered the massive crack.

"Withdraw," the Wind Hall Master commanded softly, retracting his hand.

The cracks in the air vanished instantly.

"Whew." The Wind Hall Master took a deep breath, calming his internal aura.

"Hall Master," several Heavenly Extreme Realm experts quickly flashed to the Sub Hall Master’s side.

These were the experts from the earlier spectator’s seat, several Sub Hall Masters of the Wind Shattering Hall.

"I’m alright," the Wind Hall Master shook his head, "but what a pity."

"Inside the sacred land lies my Wind Shattering Hall’s precious inheritances from generations."

"If we had retrieved that token sooner, I could have easily opened the space to the sacred land, sending many Heavenly Talents inside."

"But now, by relying solely on my strength to forcibly open the space, I could only let those eight enter."

"The countless precious inheritances, relying solely on Fengxing and the others, they can’t obtain them all."

"Hall Master, we’ve tried our best to find that token," sighed several Sub Hall Masters beside him.

"But there were simply no clues."

The Wind Hall Master nodded, pondering for a moment, then said gravely, "That token was kept by a Saint of our Wind Shattering Hall back in the day."

"However, the Saint’s mysterious disappearance led to the loss of the token as well."

"I’ve reviewed records and documents; it seems that Saint went to the Fengxu Kingdom before disappearing."

The Wind Hall Master paused, saying, "After the tournament is over, investigate over in Fengxu Kingdom."

"If I guess correctly, it should be inside the Fengxu Secret Realm."

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