Chapter 1589: Worry! Entering the Secret Realm!

In the starry sky,

the dark red demon seal, a kilometer in diameter, hung above Xu Jingming like a ferocious demon's eye, spreading a chilling aura in all directions.

In an instant, all eyes turned toward him.

Someone in the human camp cried out in shock.

Meanwhile, among the alien races—especially the demon race—a thunderous roar of fury erupted!

"Damned humans! How many of my kin have you killed?!"

"I remember you! Once inside the secret realm, you must die!"

"Tear him apart! Devour his soul!"

"......"

Roars rose one after another; over two hundred demon race elites burned with murderous intent.

Had the sovereigns of each race not been present to deter them, they would have already surged forward to kill him!

Among the demon ranks, Princess Lin Yin of the Illusion Demon Clan remained icy as ever.

Her violet eyes swept casually over Xu Jingming, then she lightly raised her hand and pressed her five fingers downward.

"Hum—"

Two hundred and more slender threads of purple demonic energy shot from her fingertips.

They pierced precisely into the foreheads of every demon race warlord!

The moment the demonic energy entered their bodies, it transformed into intricate, eerie five-pointed star marks, glowing faintly on their foreheads.

"This is the 'Perception Demon Seal.'"

Lin Yin spoke, her voice cold as ice striking stone, yet carrying supreme authority:

"Once inside the secret realm, you may use this mark to sense the approximate location of that human. He cannot escape."

"Thank you, Princess!"

"Hahaha! With this mark, we'll make him pay in blood!"

"Little human, you're dead!"

"......"

The demon race elites growled with excitement, their gazes fixed on Xu Jingming as if he were already a corpse.

But Lin Yin had already withdrawn her gaze, no longer looking his way.

He was merely a weak human.

Her target was the legendary supreme inheritance deep within the Star Fall Secret Realm.

Hunting him? Let her subordinates handle it—it wasn't worth her personal effort.

In the human camp, the atmosphere was Solemn.

"Little brother, maybe you shouldn't enter the secret realm this time."

Lin Qianxue, beside Xu Jingming, turned to him, her pale golden eyes filled with concern:

"The demon race can lock onto your location.

Once you enter the secret realm, you'll face endless pursuit from the demon race."

The Star Fall Secret Realm uses random teleportation.

When that happens, Xu Jingming will be alone, and she won't be there to help.

"That's right."

Yin Hongyu had also slipped over, her usually alluring face now bearing an unprecedented seriousness:

"I'm counting on you to keep teaching me the Killing Combat Art.

If you die in there, won't my twelve million military merits be wasted?

You've got to provide after-sales service."

She spoke half-jokingly, her full chest rising and falling gently with each breath.

Yet her eyes secretly flickered toward the fading Bloodthirsty Demon Seal above Xu Jingming's head, her heart chilling.

How many demon race warriors must he have killed to forge such a Bloodthirsty Demon Seal?

No wonder Xu Jingming's killing aura was so thick it couldn't be dispersed.

"Don't worry—I have my limits. I won't recklessly endanger myself," Xu Jingming reassured them.

"Limits?"

Lin Qianxue frowned, about to speak further.

Suddenly, a grand will descended.

The Nine Sword Sovereign's gaze pierced through space and landed on Xu Jingming.

This ever-cold supreme sovereign now showed a rare flicker of hesitation in his eyes.

"Xu Jingming."

The Nine Sword Sovereign spoke, his voice resonating with grandeur:

"I advise you not to enter the secret realm this time."

To grow strong, warriors must endure trials of blood and fire.

That is why the Outer Domain Battlefields exist.

Each race uses them to hone their young generation, fostering more powerhouses within their ranks.

Had this been before, the Nine Sword Sovereign would not have intervened.

Life-or-death crises are things every warlord must face.

But Xu Jingming's talent is simply too exceptional.

Under 35, a cosmic apex, he perfected the Killing Combat Art in three months.

If such a person perished in this secret realm, he would feel regret.

Even a loss for all of humanity.

As for Xu Jingming.

He sensed the solemnity and admiration in the Nine Swords Lord's words.

But to him, this wasn't truly dangerous.

So he looked up at the towering figure high above.

He bowed deeply, yet his voice remained firm:

"Thank you, Nine Swords Lord, for your concern, but my decision is final."

"I will enter the secret realm. The Demon Clan seeks to kill me."

A cold smile curled his lips, "Then let them come."

As his words fell, a silent shock spread through the air.

The human warlords around him all involuntarily fixed their gazes on Xu Jingming.

Whether from the God-Slaying Martial Temple or the Mercenary Alliance, their eyes carried admiration.

Knowing full well he would be hunted, yet still choosing to enter the secret realm.

Such audacity—if it were them, they might not possess it.

"What boldness!"

Yin Hongyu's alluring peach-blossom eyes instantly lit up.

Her gaze locked onto the cold curve on Xu Jingming's profile, as if glued there.

And standing beside Xu Jingming, poised and graceful, was Lin Qianxue.

Her icy, exquisite face flickered with a momentary surprise.

Then concern surfaced.

She would rather Xu Jingming lacked such audacity than risk entering the secret realm.

Hearing this, the Nine Swords Lord remained silent for several breaths before slowly nodding:

"If so, then proceed with utmost caution."

He no longer urged him further.

The path of a prodigy is always walked alone.

Too much protection may stifle one's edge.

Especially when the individual himself holds such strong determination.

Time passed; the starry sky grew silent.

After roughly ten hours, the Bloodthirsty Demon Mark above Xu Jingming's head vanished.

The magnificent nebula ahead, a million kilometers in diameter, suddenly began to violently shift!

The deep blue core radiance expanded layer by layer.

The nebula spiraled faster, countless star fragments and meteor belts colliding in dazzling flares.

An ancient, vast, mighty aura erupted thunderously from within the nebula!

Forming a vortex-like entrance!

"The Star Fall Secret Realm has opened!"

The Nine Swords Lord's majestic voice echoed across the stars:

"All warlords, enter immediately!

Remember, when the nebula's color turns completely black, you must withdraw at once!"

"Understood!"

From the human camp, over two hundred figures shouted in unison.

Then they surged skyward as streaks of light, racing straight for the nebula's entrance!

Almost simultaneously—

"Roar—!"

The Demon Clan's demonic aura surged like a purple sea of blood toward the nebula!

The Beast Clan's demonic wind swept across, the silver-haired, antlered man leading the charge!

The Insect Clan's shrieks split the sky as they surged toward it.

The Machine Clan stood silent as iron, yet also began to move.

The cosmic-tier powerhouses of the five peak clans.

At this moment, all became raging torrents, charging toward the legendary land of opportunity!

"Finally beginning..." Xu Jingming's eyes flashed with Lei Guang.

Without hesitation, his Heavenly Thunder Wings unfolded and stirred slightly.

"Senior Sister, I'm going in first!"

As his words ended, a thunderous boom shattered the void!

A jet-black streak of Lei Ting tore through the heavens.

With astonishing speed, it overtook all others and slammed into the spinning nebula!

"Little Brother!"

Lin Qianxue instinctively reached out—but grasped nothing.

"I only hope Little Brother has good fortune."

Don't encounter the freakishly strong powerhouses among the Demon Clan.

With a faint sigh, Lin Qianxue let the thought go.

She too transformed into a blue streak of light and entered the secret realm.