89: Chapter 89 The Tragic Young Master's Nobleman 11
In a dark and profound Domain of the Demon Realm, there was a gloomy and mysterious residence.
The residence was shrouded in a thick dark Aura, with eerie mist permeating the surroundings, as if it could swallow all light.
A figure knelt on one knee like a ghost, his body trembling slightly from nervousness, his eyes filled with awe and fear. He was respectfully reporting to the middle-aged man above.
The man seated on the high throne was surrounded by a layer of hazy dark light, his face indistinguishable; only a head of white hair was vaguely visible, but he exuded a suffocating pressure.
The surrounding air seemed to have solidified, so silent it made one feel terrified.
"My Lord, a trusted spy reports that Mo Yun... he is not in seclusion as rumored, but has unexpectedly gone to the Human Realm."
His voice sounded exceptionally clear in this dead-silent atmosphere, carrying a hint of nervousness and unease.
"The Human Realm? Has his true destination been discovered?"
The voice echoed in the air like muffled thunder. The white-haired middle-aged man frowned slightly, revealing a trace of doubt and urgency, his gaze fixed sharply on the person below.
"Subordinate... this subordinate has not yet been able to ascertain it for certain. But according to the spy, Mo Yun only headed to the Human Realm resolutely after hearing the news of the Yunxiao Sect Senior Brother coming out of seclusion. This subordinate boldly guesses that he must have gone to the Yunxiao Sect."
The kneeling person lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the person on the high throne.
"Yunxiao Sect... Hmph, it seems the rumors are indeed true. The bond between Mo Yun and that Senior Brother of his is truly extraordinary, daring to enter the tiger's den alone."
The white-haired middle-aged man's tone carried a hint of disdain and mockery, his gaze as sharp as a blade, as if it could pierce a person's Soul.
"Has anyone recently approached that Yunxiao Sect Senior Brother?"
His eyes stared intently at the kneeling person, as if trying to discern some clues from his expression.
"Three Disciples from noble families were selected to stay by this Senior Brother's side for guidance, and they are currently undergoing trials in the Qiongyu Secret Realm of the Human Realm."
The kneeling person raised his head slightly and answered quickly.
At this moment, shrill winds faintly echoed from the darkness outside the residence, as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing.
And that mysterious residence was like an isolated island within the Demon Realm, surrounded by darkness and loneliness.
"Good, heaven is truly helping me! Mo Yun must have concealed his identity to sneak in, and there must be a Seal and Restriction on him; he must be one of these three. You, keep a close watch on Xuan Yu and Zi Ling in the Demon Realm for me. I am going to the Human Realm to see if I can take this opportunity to kill him. If not, I can at least force him to reveal his true form. He is now the Demon Lord, the public enemy of the Human Realm; I can also use borrowed blades to kill him, ensuring he never returns, and reclaim the position of Demon Lord!"
The white-haired middle-aged man on the high throne nodded slightly, his face revealing excitement and agitation, a flash of malice and cruelty in his eyes.
Plotting secretly in his heart, he moved slightly, and the white-haired middle-aged man on the high throne disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared at all.
In that darkness, only silence and mystery remained.
At the same moment, inside the Qiongyu Secret Realm, everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion, just as usual.
Within the Secret Realm, the trees towered into the sky, their branches and leaves intertwined to form a green canopy.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, dappled light and shadows dancing on the ground.
Disciples from various major Sects were in the Secret Realm, searching for the incomparably precious Red Spiritual Plant to accumulate points.
The higher the point ranking, the more generous the rewards would be after the trial concluded.
Within the Secret Realm, although competition was allowed, one absolutely could not take another's life. The Yunxiao Sect team, under the leadership of Mo Yun, had points that were consistently far in the lead.
In these short few days, Mo Yun had also demonstrated powerful strength, established his prestige, and won the following and respect of everyone.
On the surface, he led the Yunxiao Sect Disciples to search for Red Spiritual Plants as usual, but in his heart, he was uninterested and indifferent.
He did not have much interest in these so-called rankings and rewards; he preferred to stick by his Senior Brother's side.
However, his Senior Brother hoped to see him well-respected and noticed in the Yunxiao Sect, and could not bear to hear anyone criticize him in the slightest.
Mo Yun understood his Senior Brother's intentions, and whenever he thought of his Senior Brother's expectant gaze, he felt he could not let his Senior Brother down.
But the days away from his Senior Brother were simply like years; it was too unbearable. After returning this time, he would not leave his Senior Brother's side by even half a step.
He sighed inwardly and continued his search within the Secret Realm.
As for the other Disciples, the experiences of this period had clearly boosted their confidence, filling them with fighting spirit.
The Secret Realm seemed calm, yet unknown dangers were quietly approaching. No one knew when an accident would descend!
As time passed, an unusual Aura seemed to permeate the Secret Realm.
Suddenly, a strong tremor came, the earth began to shake, and dark clouds gathered in the sky.
A mysterious black light flashed from the far distance, attracting everyone's gaze.
Mo Yun's heart tightened. The newcomer's cultivation was profound; he feared that even the Cultivators guarding outside the Secret Realm would be no match for him. Moreover, the Aura was that of the Demon Race, somewhat familiar; he feared they were coming for him, and they did not come with good intentions.
He could not let the Cultivators in the Secret Realm suffer because of him, otherwise, he would have no way to explain it to his Senior Brother.
His cultivation was currently sealed and restricted by himself, and it would be difficult to undo it in an instant. Moreover, his true form absolutely could not be exposed in front of everyone, otherwise, he would not be able to return to his Senior Brother's side.
Thinking of this, Mo Yun said without hesitation.
"The sensing Magic Treasure my Senior Brother gave me senses that the newcomer is a top-tier Demon Race member with Body Integration Stage cultivation; we are absolutely no match for him. I will find a way to lure the person away. I have many life-saving Magic Treasures given to me by my Senior Brother, so I can protect myself for a short time. You must immediately notify the other Sect Disciples to withdraw from the Secret Realm and contact the high-level Sect members to come for support."
Everyone had already slightly sensed the newcomer's monstrous Aura. During these days, they had long since trusted Mo Yun implicitly, so they had no doubts about Mo Yun's words.
Although they were worried about Mo Yun in their hearts, they also knew deeply that Mo Yun would not do things without certainty.
They immediately followed Mo Yun's instructions, retreated without hesitation, fled towards the exit of the Secret Realm, and used emergency message talismans to contact the Sect Cultivators outside the Secret Realm to inform them of the situation.
Disciples from other Sects, upon receiving the message, also fled immediately.
Mo Yun slightly leaked a bit of his own Aura and headed all the way towards the depths of the Secret Realm in the opposite direction.
From far to near, that black light soon landed at the spot where Mo Yun and the others had just been; it was exactly that mysterious white-haired middle-aged man.
Mo Yun's Aura still remained in the air, and the white-haired middle-aged man ignored those young Disciples fleeing in all directions.
His powerful Divine Sense spread out, quickly locking onto a direction, but he did not rush to chase, instead carefully sensing Mo Yun's state.
A moment later, he looked in the direction Mo Yun had left with an excited yet somewhat malicious gaze.
"Truly ruthless, to actually place such a strong Seal and Restriction on yourself. Mo Yun, in such a dire predicament and disadvantage, how can you escape from my palm? Today I will definitely wash away my past shame. The position of Demon Lord and the heavenly demon sword will all be mine."
As soon as the words fell, the white-haired middle-aged man's figure disappeared from where he stood, fleeing towards the depths of the Secret Realm.