Chapter 625: Entering the Secret Realm, an Unexpected Scene

Jiang Chen withdrew his hand and stood inside the pavilion, quietly observing the changes.

The pavilion shimmered, and standing within it felt as if one could hear dragon roars and tiger cries.

It seemed there were also the clash of soldiers.

The Yuan Shi Mi Jing is not dangerous; no one has ever had an incident inside the Yuan Shi Mi Jing, so Jiang Chen felt no worry at all.

He was merely curious; the Yuan Shi Mi Jing uses laws as a means and does not allow people to learn what occurs within, wondering what it is concealing.

Whether it is forbidden to announce to the masses, or others are unworthy of knowing.

Both possibilities exist; only by experiencing can one find out.

Jiang Chen is now waiting, waiting for the answer to appear.

The light grew brighter, and Jiang Chen realized the pavilion had vanished, leaving him standing amid the cosmic starry sky.

The universe's star rivers, countless stellar worlds flashed before his eyes.

In the starry sky, innumerable powerful beings appeared, each terrifying beyond measure.

Though it was only an illusory scene, Jiang Chen knew he was merely an observer.

Yet he felt very clearly that these beings intended to kill him; they need not even act, a single glance could kill him hundreds or thousands of times over.

His so‑called Undead Legion, with all its survival skills and resurrection abilities, was nothing but a farce.

Yet in the scene, tens of millions of powerful beings fought together, each with a tense expression, as if awaiting something.

Then, from the depths of the starry sky, a figure emerged.

These invincible beings grew increasingly tense, and a rolling murderous aura surged from their bodies.

"Intercept!"

"So many invincible beings joining forces—it's to jointly intercept the opponent."

"Who is that person? So powerful that it requires so many invincible beings to unite, and each one is this tense."

The silhouette from the starry depths moved swiftly closer.

In Jiang Chen's view, a blue‑robed elder appeared; though his face was indistinct, it was clear he was an elder.

The elder, clad in a blue robe, with flowing long hair, rode a blue ox that stepped into the starry sky.

"The Dao is ever non‑acting, yet nothing is left undone!"

"The highest good is like water; water benefits all things without striving!"

"The Dao gives birth to One; One gives birth to Two; Two gives birth to Three; Three gives birth to all things!"

As Jiang Chen saw the elder, the sound of sutra chanting rang in his ears.

The elder, astride the blue ox, seemed slow yet swift, and in the blink of an eye swept across the starry sky.

Wherever he passed, invincible beings silently perished.

Some turned to ash and smoke, some fell as meteors; none survived.

Even those who tried to flee were as if stuck in deep mire, unable to escape.

In an instant, thousands of invincible beings met their deaths.

The elder didn't even glance at them.

Purple aura swelled around the elder, boundless, and he vanished into the starry sky.

Where he passed, the blood‑splattered strong ones turned into star‑paths, filled with murderous intent, vast and desolate.

Jiang Chen was shocked, shocked beyond measure.

Such a fantastical scene unfolded before him, shaking his very spirit.

If it were someone else, they might have their spirit shatter.

Jiang Chen's shock did not end there; it also lay in the few sentences he heard.

"This is the Dao De Jing."

"How could I hear the Dao De Jing?"

When he first obtained the Primordial Rune, seeing the Soldier Glyph and recognizing it as similar to ancient Chinese script, he was immensely astonished.

Now, within the Yuan Shi Mi Jing, he heard the Dao De Jing.

He became even more convinced that this place is linked to ancient Hua Xia.

"Hua Xia, divine dragon, script."

"Purple aura swells across the starry sky, the Dao De Jing."

"There is a legend that Laozi exited Hangu Pass westward, with purple aura stretching three thousand li."

"The blue‑ox elder recites the Dao De Jing aloud, also surrounded by purple aura—could this invincible elder be Laozi?"

One question after another kept sprouting.

Jiang Chen felt his head spin; he could never have imagined he would witness such things.

He harbored no doubt about the scene's reality, instinctively believing it was true.

Just as Jiang Chen was puzzled, the scene vanished before his eyes.

Two massive characters appeared in the starry sky, each like a star‑region, occupying a vast stretch of the heavens.

So‑called planets and stars, before these characters, were as small as chickpeas.

The two characters glittered, rotating and drifting within the starry sky.

The two characters were the Primordial Rune he wielded: the Soldier Glyph and the 'Zhe' Glyph.

In fact those two characters differed from the script he had learned, yet he could recognize them at a glance.

Just as traditional and simplified Chinese characters differ, many people never write or learn traditional characters, yet can still recognize them when seen.

This is the inheritance of textual context.

The two glowing characters flickered before his eyes, exuding an indescribable vast aura.

It is older than the ancient Chinese script.

The characters embody a law—an immensely powerful law—stronger than anything previously encountered.

Jiang Chen silently uttered two words, and the starry sky violently trembled.

The back of his hand warmed slightly, and the Primordial Rune on it began to glow, resonating with it.

In the next second, the two primitive, desolate characters before Jiang Chen shattered with a roar, turning into countless specks of light that pierced his body.

The light specks filled every corner of Jiang Chen's body, even his soul was occupied.

This time, the Nine‑Colored Dragon Soul Crystal gave no response, allowing the light specks to enter.

It indicates that the light specks are harmless and will not damage the soul.

The scene before Jiang Chen changed abruptly; the sounds of slaughter rang in his ears, and a nauseating scent of blood surged in, making him feel deeply uneasy.

Jiang Chen considered himself decisive in battle, having risen through the ranks, slaying many monsters and foes.

He has indeed waded through a sea of blood.

Especially when facing the Dragon Race, he killed them in batch after batch.

No scene was unfamiliar to him; he had long grown accustomed to the scent of blood.

Even so, he had never encountered such terrifying blood scent, making even a veteran like him feel nauseated.

Suddenly a drop of blood fell from the sky, striking his head.

His vision turned completely red—not just red, but tinged with purple.

The bloody odor entering his nostrils grew even stronger, almost making him vomit on the spot.

Jiang Chen immediately shut off his sense of smell and wiped the fresh blood from his eyes.

But even with his sense of smell sealed, the scent kept seeping in in waves, penetrating everywhere.

The odor was hard to avoid or disperse, affecting his soul directly.

There was nothing he could do but endure it.

The blood streaming down from his face was red with purple, thick as syrup.

Amazingly, the blood reconvened into a clump in his palm, as if it possessed life.

The blood also contained immense energy, even emitting a dazzling glare that prevented Jiang Chen from looking directly at it.

"This is the blood of a strong one; it contains a law within the blood."

Jiang Chen sensed the aura of the law emanating from the blood.

He knows that only a strong individual who has merged the law throughout their body can possess such blood.

The Divine Poison God's essence blood contains a trace of the law—just a trace.

But the blood before him exudes a terrifyingly strong law aura, surpassing the Divine Poison God's by an unknown multiple.

Thus, the owner of this blood is countless times stronger than the Divine Poison God.

Jiang Chen looked up; the blood was falling from the sky.

The sky was pitch black, not because of night but because some creature was blocking it.

The creature was absurdly huge, its length beyond Jiang Chen's calculation—a true sky‑covering behemoth.

The creature seemed to be in battle, its swirling energy capable of destroying the world.

All sensations felt too real; Jiang Chen realized he was no longer a mere spectator but truly part of it.

The being in the sky was on a different plane; even if he gave his all, he could not join it.

Moreover, even a slight energy ripple from it could kill him.

Fortunately, an invisible barrier between him and the creature blocked the aftershock of its attack.

Jiang Chen snapped out of shock and looked around in all directions.

He knows that within the Yuan Shi Mi Jing there is no danger; his involvement in this dream‑like battle must be a test.

Scanning with both eyes, he indeed saw enemies charging toward him.

Their aura was not strong, only slightly stronger than his.

Enemies came from all directions, countless in number.

And he was alone.

Jiang Chen was unperturbed; he had faced such situations many times, accustomed to being outnumbered.

Instinctively he tried to summon the Undead Legion, but found it completely unresponsive.

The Summon Queue still existed, the Skill still existed, yet it could not be used.

It seemed the Skill had been sealed by some mysterious, powerful force.

Jiang Chen clearly saw that the light specks within his soul were what sealed his Skill.

Without the Undead Legion and with other Skills also sealed, how could he respond?

"Deadlock?" Jiang Chen felt a brief tension.

It lasted only a moment before he steadied himself.

The test of the Yuan Shi Mi Jing has no unsolvable deadlock.

"Since my Skill cannot be used, then only the two of you remain."

His gaze fell on the backs of his hands; the character meaning "soldier" and the character meaning "one who gathers power" were indeed usable.

The method to solve the problem is just that.