Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

The collision between the two sides caused a disturbance that swept through like a tsunami, as if friction was generating heat, and under violent collision, a surging sea of flames burst forth suddenly.

Like a flash flood, the sea of fire rolled on, and an Outer Disciple who was too slow to escape was directly engulfed by the sea of fire, screaming as his flesh melted away, dying by the hands of his own people.

Su Jie ran ahead, looking back to see the heat wave from the sea of fire approaching, scorching his hair into curly, yellowed strands.

This was the power of the Secret Realm, where merely the residual effects of an attack could kill and devour disciples one after another.

"Quick, back to the Mountain Gate."

Chu Zai Ming's right foot was burned, the skin gone, revealing charred muscles exposed outside, but he dared not stop, even for a moment, continuing to run through the pain.

Although Ning Xinyue might not be good at fighting, she was quite skilled at running, using the Seven Star Steps, she almost kept up with Su Jie.

The disciples exerted all their strength, driven by the terrifying fear of being burned alive, which made everyone's heart pound and flesh jump.

As the disciples fled in panic, the Elders hardly spared them a glance, focusing on breaking through the defenses of the Exotic Treasure Lotus.

At that moment, the Elders began using various means, summoning their Lifebound poisonous insects, wielding various magic artifacts, and employing different attack skills. The sound of booming was like a dense cluster of heavy artillery bombarding, the shockwaves sweeping continuously. The lake where the Exotic Treasure Lotus was located was artificially enlarged once again, its water mostly evaporated in the attack, and sunlight shining down mixed with the mist to form rainbows hanging in the sky.

The defenses of the Exotic Treasure Lotus gradually began to falter, its vibrant Spiritual Radiance growing dim.

"A few more attacks, and it will break."

Seeing the effect of their attacks, Tang Peiqing's eyes burned with even greater fervor.

The Elders spared no effort, and just as they were about to forcibly break open the Exotic Treasure Lotus's defenses, an unexpected event occurred.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

Bell sounds from an unknown source resonated in all directions, surging like a tide, covering the entire territory of Ghost Ridge Palace.

While running away, Su Jie felt his body and soul slightly tremble, the bell sounds directly invading his Divine Soul.

Even disciples and Elders within isolation chambers were alerted by these bell sounds.

"The Soul Suppressing Bell has been rung."

The Elders' faces tightened, their eyes turning toward the northwest. Stay updated with My Virtual Library Empire

"Run faster, something fierce is coming."

Su Jie's expression changed drastically, loudly addressing Ning Xinyue.

"What is this bell sound?"

Ning Xinyue asked, puzzled; she had just entered Ghost Ridge Palace and had never heard such a bell sound before, not understanding its significance.

Although it was also Su Jie's first time hearing it, having lived in Ghost Ridge Palace for a year longer than Ning Xinyue, he knew the meaning behind the bell sound.

"At the outermost perimeter of our sect's territory, there are three Elders stationed, overseeing a Top Grade Magical Artifact, the Soul Suppressing Bell. It not only acts as the Array Eye for the Mountain Protection Array but also serves to alert the sect of an enemy invasion, and is not rung unless it's a moment of crisis."

Su Jie explained without hesitating, instantly understanding why the Soul Suppressing Bell was rung upon hearing its sound.

Attracted by the Exotic Treasure, it wasn't just Ghost Ridge Palace; other sects from outside couldn't resist the temptation and had attacked Ghost Ridge Palace.

And the boldness to brazenly attack Ghost Ridge Palace meant that the coming enemies were definitely Secret Realm powerhouses.

Right then, Su Jie dared not delay and quickly sped towards the Mountain Gate of Ghost Ridge Palace, to avoid becoming collateral damage on the battlefield.

Ning Xinyue followed closely beside Su Jie, reluctantly glancing back at the Exotic Treasure Lotus as they ran, her eyes filled with reluctance, knowing they were so close, so close to making that Exotic Treasure her own.

"Stop looking; we can't get involved in this anymore,"

Su Jie tapped Ning Xinyue's head, urging her to focus on escaping.

"Who is so despicable to have set up a formation under the Exotic Treasure? Otherwise, it would have been mine."

"You're dreaming too much, even without the formation, the Exotic Treasure should belong to me."

Su Jie pursed his lips, thinking Ning Xinyue was still daydreaming at such a time.

The two ran for over ten kilometers, when suddenly Su Jie felt a tremor in his body, and massive fluctuations descended from the sky like an ocean.

It seemed as if thunder exploded in the sky, and Su Jie couldn't help but look up, only to see a Magic Boat coursing through the clouds, descending slowly with a tsunami-like divine radiance pressing down the trembling air.

On the Magic Boat, figures in blue robes stood on the deck, their aura majestic as mountains, their eyes shining with divine light.

These were the Elders from Qingzhou's number one Great Sect, Guan Chao Pavilion.

At the same time, streaks of flying rainbows tore through the clouds, and figures merged with their swords, flying swiftly towards them.

There were Goddesses gliding through the air, their dresses fluttering as they arrived.

Strong figures riding Phoenix Blood Spiritual Beasts flew into the sky.

The arrival of these Secret Realm strong figures made the faces of the Ghost Ridge Palace Elders turn grave.

Su Jie inhaled sharply, glad that he had run quickly; otherwise, had he still been at the scene, he might have been killed either by the Elders' waves of attacks or squashed by these strong figures.

After all, these external Righteous Sects despise Demon Cultivators and wouldn't mind casually killing a little demon brat.

In terms of numbers, the Ghost Ridge Palace Elders were at a disadvantage; the Righteous Sects had several times their numbers, all being Secret Realm strong figures.

Tang Peiqing looked up, facing the many predatory Righteous Sects alone, his eyes dark and his voice as quiet as a deep pool, "Ladies and gentlemen came uninvited. Ghost Ridge Palace does not welcome you as guests, so it's wise to leave quickly."

"Hmph!"

On the Magic Boat, a mountainous, overwhelmingly mighty man stood at the bow, arms behind his back, his cold eyes sharp and bearing the pressure of a superior, imposing and formidable.

"You bunch of dying Demon Cultivators dare to speak grandly here; eliminating your Ghost Ridge Palace is merely a matter of lifting a hand."

His voice thundered, scattering the clouds in the sky, putting immense pressure on the Ghost Ridge Palace Elders.

"Guan Chao Pavilion's Supreme Elder, Zhuang Liangru."

Tang Peiqing's expression darkened as he recognized this person's identity.

The other was Guan Chao Pavilion's Supreme Elder, a status above the ordinary Elders, and likewise, his Cultivation was higher, at the Taoist Platform Realm, well above the Secret Realm.

"Hahahaha, mere Ghost Ridge Palace, do you even dare to covet the Exotic Treasure? It is you who should leave this place, otherwise, we wouldn't mind starting a demon slaughter."

In the sky, a hearty voice rang out, a white-haired elder carrying Nine Dragon Swords stood in the air.

Anyone who caught his gaze, even the Secret Realm Elders, felt as if they heard the swish of a sword being drawn. Every flicker of his eyes was like a sword's gleam, causing one's body and mind to shiver.

This was also a well-known strong figure in Qingzhou, Lu Kefa, a top-tier strong figure within the Secret Realm.

"We didn't come here wishing to harm wantonly. Ghost Ridge Palace folks, just step back and hand over the Exotic Treasure, and we can all live in peace."

A melodic voice like pearls falling on a jade plate sounded.

A woman, veiled and with a graceful figure, her skin like jade, exuding a mysterious air, slowly spoke.

This was Master Si Xin Ying from Miao Yin Temple; the Sect Leader herself had come here, flanked by several similarly dressed and powerful female cultivators.