“A mere Scarlet Flame is hardly worth worrying about. Pan Ling, go handle him.” Pangu’s gaze shifted, and he spoke with a slight smile, his tone utterly casual.

“Yes, Ancestor Pan!” Venerable Pan Ling bowed and departed. “Months ago, two Supremes appeared simultaneously on the Tianling Continent; now neither is visible.

I suspect they have both entered the ‘Void Secret Realm’…” As he spoke, Pangu the Venerable suddenly let out an astonished murmur, “Eh, the ‘Ancestral Heaven Divine Luo Tree’ has actually merged into the Secret Realm. It seems that independent space was quite fragile before, and this must be the only safe way to open it.

This is fine; it saves us considerable effort.” Saying this, Pangu the Venerable turned his gaze toward Venerable Chongxu, “Brother Chongxu, let’s not delay. Why don't you and I head to the Yin Ruins immediately?” “That is precisely my intention.” Venerable Chongxu nodded slightly.

“Junior Brother Thunder Dragon, the matters outside are entrusted to you.” As his words faded, his figure and Pangu’s vanished simultaneously. Venerable Thunder Dragon withdrew his attention from the massive ‘vase’ at the center of the Yin Ruins, the surrounding lightning slightly rippling, a flicker of envy crossing his eyes.

Venerable Chongxu and Pangu the Venerable had schemed for ten thousand years for one purpose: to seize the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ and then ascend to the Taiyi realm. Which Supreme would not yearn for such a legendary realm?

However, Venerable Thunder Dragon also knew clearly that the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit,’ which could help one achieve the Taiyi realm, could only belong to Venerable Chongxu and Pangu the Venerable. Anyone else who dared to covet it would meet with absolute disaster, and that included him and Pan Ling.

As for how Venerable Chongxu and Pangu the Venerable would divide the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ after obtaining it, that was beyond his concern. “Whoosh!

Whoosh!” The void subtly stirred, and Venerable Pangu and Venerable Chongxu quietly appeared outside the ‘Void Secret Realm’; the tornado at the mouth of the jar was still spinning rapidly. “Go!” Pangu the Venerable entered first, Venerable Chongxu closely following behind… … Beyond the mouth of the jar was an endless expanse of nothingness—no mountains, rivers, flowers, or trees—yet this void was saturated with potent vitality.

Nie Kong casually picked a direction and sped onward without pause. “They’ve come!” Only a few dozen seconds later, Nie Kong sensed two terrifying auras pouring into the interior of the ‘Void Secret Realm.’ Without hesitation, he circulated his divine power and plunged into the void.

Indeed, it was Venerable Pangu and Venerable Chongxu! The moment Nie Kong entered the Secret Realm, he had specifically instructed Ancestor Wood not to close the entrance.

It wasn't that he didn't want to trap the two outside; it was that he couldn't block them. Even though Ancestor Wood’s main body had merged with the spatial barrier of the ‘Void Secret Realm,’ it was ultimately inferior to the Secret Realm’s original form.

With the combined strength of several Supremes, it wouldn't take long to forcibly shatter the Secret Realm, and in that case, the Yin Ruins would suffer the consequences. Chongxu and the others might even destroy the Yin Ruins prematurely to sever the Secret Realm’s foundation before even breaking it, which would make shattering the realm even easier.

To save the Yin Ruins, the only path was to let the two enter. Nie Kong was confident that given Pangu and Chongxu’s covetous desire for the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit,’ once they knew he had entered the Void Secret Realm, they would never waste energy destroying the Yin Ruins.

After entering the Secret Realm, Venerable Pangu and Venerable Chongxu split into two directions, racing through the void, their incredibly powerful spiritual senses sweeping over their surroundings repeatedly. Nie Kong remained still, concealed, quietly sensing the situation.

The current situation had deviated significantly from Venerable Zhu Yin’s predictions; Nie Kong could only do his best. In Venerable Zhu Yin’s hypothesis, once Nie Kong cultivated to the Supreme realm, he would soon be able to perceive the location of the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ through the power of the void.

If that were true, Nie Kong could indeed find the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ and conceal it within his own body before the gate was broken. At that time, in order to avoid startling the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ and delaying its awakening, Chongxu and Pangu would absolutely not act rashly.

With Nie Kong, Tai Yan, Ancestor Wood, and Seven Colors—four Supremes—they would be enough to contend against Pangu, Chongxu, and the other two. Given mutual constraints, both sides might remain peaceful for a long time.

Alas, plans rarely matched reality. Venerable Zhu Yin never imagined the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ was hidden in the Yin Ruins, especially that the ‘Void Secret Realm’ had not yet collapsed.

With the obstruction of the ‘Void Secret Realm,’ Nie Kong could not sense the location of the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ at all. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed two months to refine elixirs.

In fact, during the period of refining the ‘Serpent Dragon Entering Spirit Elixir,’ Nie Kong had not relaxed his probing of the Tianling Continent, but he had gained nothing. Similarly, Nie Kong hadn't anticipated that Ancestor Wood’s roots would merge with the ‘Void Secret Realm,’ leaving it unable to leave the Yin Ruins or advance to the Supreme realm.

In the end, to reinforce the fragile ‘Void Secret Realm’ and open its entrance, its main body had to completely fuse with the Secret Realm’s spatial barrier. Ancestor Wood’s change greatly reduced the strength on Nie Kong’s side.

Compared to this, whether Nie Kong’s master, Venerable Seven Colors, could appear became less important. Fortunately, there was still a chance to salvage the situation: if Nie Kong could find the ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ in this space ahead of Pangu and Chongxu.

Now, Nie Kong was gambling—gambling that he could truly sense the slumbering ‘Primordial Immortal Spirit’ through the power of the void… … War God Mountain. Suddenly, Pan Ling’s graceful figure materialized out of thin air within the War Clan’s Nether Source.

As if pre-warned, no War Clan members were cultivating in this area. “Thud!” The sound of light footsteps echoed, sweeping away the churning red mist around them, as Pan Ling appeared deep within the Nether Source.

Before her, Scarlet Flame sat cross-legged, enveloped by a brilliant fiery crimson glow, and the segment of ‘Fire Feather Heavenly Bamboo’ still hovered in the void above his head. “Pan Ling, it has truly been a long time!” A low voice rumbled from his throat as Scarlet Flame lifted his eyelids; his bell-like pupils held a chilling coldness.

“Indeed. Ten thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye!” Pan Ling sighed with emotion, then displayed a touch of pity, “Scarlet Flame, you should have died long ago.

That you’ve managed to hold on this long is quite unexpected, but even living an extra ten thousand years, you only face a dead end. Your fate was sealed ten thousand years ago.” “Oh?

Whose decree? That old brute Pangu?” Scarlet Flame sneered.

“Insolent! How dare you show disrespect to Ancestor Pan!” A flash of anger crossed Pan Ling’s face.

“Ancestor Pan?” Scarlet Flame mocked, “That shameless wretch is only the Ancestor of your Pan Star Clan; what has he to do with me, Scarlet Flame? Pan Ling, you claim you want to kill me, so hurry up and make your move!

I’d like to see just how formidable the Pan Ling I could swat away with one hand ten thousand years ago has become after achieving the Supreme realm?” “You…” Pan Ling was furious, a flush involuntarily rising on her cheeks. Her fair jade-like hand blurred into an afterimage, striking lightning-fast toward Scarlet Flame’s head… …