Cultivation: I Have a Skill Level Panel

"It’s just that the surviving members of Ouyang Ke’s bloodline have involved the Red Moon Divine Palace!!"

The statement was like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, setting off tidal waves. The expressions on the faces of the surrounding disciples, all wearing white masks, contorted dramatically.

Even the illusory figure high above paled slightly, his brow furrowing.

This showed the sheer influence of the Red Moon Divine Palace in the Land of Cang Province.

"What exactly happened? How could the Red Moon Divine Palace have gotten involved?!" the luminous figure high above demanded.

"That... This subordinate does not yet know." This was also a source of great confusion for the green-robed man in the ghost mask.

Their All Living Beings Sect was merely searching for the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm left behind by the ’Great Dream Daoist,’ Ouyang Ke.

A thousand years ago, this ’Great Dream Daoist,’ Ouyang Ke, had burst onto the scene, his power shaking the entirety of Cang Province. At his peak, he was said to be a paramount figure whom even the Red Moon Divine Palace treated with deference. Across the entire Southern Wilderness, he was considered a peerless expert of the first order.

According to rumor, the ’Great Dream Daoist’ Ouyang Ke’s Cultivation had already reached the Half-Step Harmonization realm. His combat strength was comparable to a Harmonization Giant, making him an undisputed, peerless powerhouse who struck fear across the Southern Wilderness!!

Furthermore, according to the legends, the ’Great Dream Daoist’ Ouyang Ke announced that he had discovered a long-existing Heaven and Earth Secret Realm with an exceptionally rich spiritual aura, and he invited all the people of the Southern Wilderness Domain to explore it with him.

For such a peerless expert to make such an announcement instantly sent the Cultivators of that era into a fervent frenzy, and all of them came to admire the ’Great Dream Daoist’ Ouyang Ke’s magnanimity.

But then, for some unknown reason, the Great Dream Daoist Ouyang Ke was suddenly slain. His entire clan, down to the ninth degree of kinship, was massacred. This earth-shattering bloodbath thoroughly shook the vast Southern Wilderness Domain, causing countless Cultivators of that era to sigh with lament!!

The Great Dream Daoist was a true legend of his generation. He began as a Loose Cultivator and had a world-shaking, fortuitous encounter. It was said that he could raise his Cultivation, strengthen his Spiritual Sense, and prolong his life simply by sleeping. A hundred years could pass in a single dream—it was absolutely Heaven-Defying!

For such a character to perish so suddenly—how could it not leave everyone dumbfounded?!

And at the time, it was rumored that the Great Dream Daoist’s demise was deeply connected to the Three Top Sects of the Southern Wilderness: the Red Moon Divine Palace, the Celestial Refining Demon Sect, and the Supreme Sword Sect.

"Since people from the Divine Palace have intervened, all of you be careful to stay away. Do not provoke them under any circumstances," the luminous figure in the void said at last.

"Yes!" the figures below responded in unison, respectfully clasping their fists.

...

Meanwhile, within the Yue Family Mansion, a dense fog hung in the air, filled with layered illusions. The atmosphere was sinister and terrifying, and the members of the Wang Family were trapped within.

In the void, from a hidden pocket of space, a middle-aged man in a dark red robe watched the trapped Wang Family members below with an indifferent gaze. He held a circular Array Plate covered in densely packed, esoteric runes that glowed with a hazy red light. His aura, shockingly, had reached the True Martial Realm Ninth Layer.

’It’s about time this ended,’ the middle-aged man in the dark red robe murmured, gazing impassively at the people below.

But suddenly,

BOOM!

An earth-shattering roar erupted.

From within the Yue Family Mansion below, a pillar of Sword Qi erupted, soaring into the sky. It tore through space, rushing straight for the Nine Heavens. The entire, massive Yue Mansion shuddered, and even the Array wavered for a moment.

Though the tremor wasn’t enough to shatter the Array, it did allow Wang Zhenlong, the old man with the goatee, and the rest of the Wang Family to escape the Illusion Array’s grasp.

"What... what is happening?!" the old man with the goatee asked, staring blankly at the dense fog surrounding them.

"It’s an Array. We’re trapped in an Array." Wang Zhenlong took a few steps forward, his eyes grim.

"What? But..." the black-robed man beside them said in confusion.

Just then, Wang Zhen’an stepped out of the mist not far away. His Sword Qi shot to the sky, Sword Momentum coiled around him, and his aura was incredibly sharp. He spoke up, "The Array was activated the moment we set foot in the Yue Family Mansion."

"This entire thing is a trap!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Zhen’an... then..."

"Then who laid this trap for us? Who is trying to ensnare our Wang Family?" the old man with the goatee asked.

At that moment, the young man in the dark red robe, hidden somewhere in the void, frowned with a hint of surprise.

’Oh? They actually broke free from my Demon Fog Heart Illusion Array.’

’The Wang Family really does have a few tricks up their sleeve.’

’They are a branch of that great power’s bloodline, after all...’

’But no matter. For me, suppressing them completely is as easy as flipping my hand!’

At this thought, the young man in the dark red robe—his face cold, his eyes indifferent—took a single step into the void.

Space rippled like the surface of water, and the young man in the dark red robe appeared between heaven and earth.

At the same time, an immensely tyrannical True Essence Power erupted from his body, instantly causing the void to tremble. Rolling black clouds blotted out the sky. Like the charge of millions of iron-clad cavalry, a gale swept through the world, filled with sounds like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves, striking fear and unease into all who heard it.

"Wang Family, you were quite difficult to find."

Though his voice was a low murmur, it rang clearly in everyone’s ears.

The members of the Wang Family all looked up, their pupils shrinking at the sight. A young man in a dark red robe stood poised in the void, his face grim. The terrifying aura emanating from him made the very space around him tremble.

"And you are...?"

"I am unaware of how our Wang Family might have offended you. What is your purpose in targeting us?"

Wang Zhenlong took a few steps forward, clasped his fists, and spoke with an exceedingly grave expression. After all, the oppressive feeling this person gave off was simply too powerful. An individual of this caliber was undoubtedly someone the Wang Family could not afford to provoke.