Chapter 726 - 722: Holy Envoy

When the system exclaimed, Su Muyao also widened her eyes in shock.

She forgot to retract the Green Lotus Sword and rubbed her eyes vigorously, suspecting she was seeing things.

The key point was that Mei Qingchen’s arm was cut off—in normal circumstances, there should be blood. Yet, where his arm was severed, there were faint golden lights shining.

It was like sunlight reflecting off golden branches.

Even the golden branch that fell to the ground instantaneously transformed into scattered golden lights.

Watching this scene, Su Muyao felt it was very bizarre.

Her spine tingled with goosebumps.

"He... he’s really not Mei Qingchen."

The "Mei Qingchen" in front of her was not even a Beastman.

It was like the puppet the system mentioned.

She didn’t know who created the puppet, or whether it was Mei Qingchen himself who crafted it.

But the specifics were unclear to them all.

Perhaps only by meeting the real Mei Qingchen could they understand what was happening.

Yet, oddly enough, knowing he wasn’t Mei Qingchen, Su Muyao felt a sense of relief.

If Mei Qingchen were out to get her, she truly wouldn’t know how to face him.

At this moment, the system spoke up: "Host, Yue Wuhen is indeed amazing; he could handle this Mei Qingchen."

"Even though he’s fake, his power is real."

When Su Muyao looked at Yue Wuhen, her eyes also shone brightly.

"Yes, he is different indeed."

"Wait, does this mean he has the power of the Fourth Realm?"

The system explained: "Host, witch power is unlike any other superpower. Witch power not only relies on cultivation but can also harness natural forces for its own power, so it can’t be compared."

Even the system didn’t know the exact strength of Yue Wuhen.

Su Muyao contemplated for a moment, then said: "If he surpasses the Fifth Realm, doesn’t that mean he can’t enter the Taixu Secret Realm?"

The system replied: "That’s not necessarily the case. Witch power can control its own realm freely, and the rules of the Taixu Secret Realm might not even detect it."

In the system’s view, witch power truly transcends the rules of the Beast World, existing beyond the rules and unaffected by the various restrictions of the Heavenly Dao.

It felt that having a Pure Blood Witch Clan Beastman as the host’s Beast Husband would be immensely beneficial for her.

Moreover, typically, a Pure Blood Witch Clan Beastman rarely feels love, let alone for a female from another clan.

Seeing Yue Wuhen wholeheartedly protecting Su Muyao, the system was filled with countless emotions.

Fortunately, as a system, its initial setting was that forming a contract with a Beast Husband could enhance strength, and the space could be further rewarded with an upgrade.

Through this, it continuously encouraged the host to form a contract with her Beast Husband.

Now it seems its rules were right all along.

It was all for the host’s good.

Otherwise, the host might have been killed before she could even grow.

Yue Wuhen was determined to crush this fake Mei Qingchen in one fell swoop.

Yet, at this moment, perhaps the greenish-blue light of the Green Lotus Sword triggered something.

Or maybe the golden light emanating from the fake Mei Qingchen triggered something else.

Regardless, at that moment, as the spiritual light showered down, the earth trembled violently.

Immediately afterward, an ancient and mysterious power erupted from below, enveloping the surroundings.

Su Muyao was taken aback, then quickly felt a powerful pull.

Realizing what it was, she whispered, "This is the attraction of the Taixu Secret Realm!"

Knowing it was the pull of the Taixu Secret Realm, Su Muyao naturally wouldn’t resist.

The system exclaimed in surprise: "It can’t be, wasn’t the Taixu Secret Realm supposed to open in one more day? How come it’s opening now?"

"Something must have triggered its rules, causing it to open early."

"Opening this early means there’ll be many unknown variables, and more dangers."

"The host must be careful."

At this point, the pull from the Taixu Secret Realm was growing stronger.

All the Beastmen in the vicinity who met the entry conditions of the Taixu Secret Realm were caught up by this invisible force and lifted off the ground.

Soon after, everyone was swallowed by the pull.

They seemed to transform into streaks of light, swept into the swirling vortex of chaotic light at the entrance of the Secret Realm.

The speed was too fast for anyone to react.

The clash between Yue Wuhen and the fake Mei Qingchen was forcibly interrupted, both ceasing their actions simultaneously.

They too hadn’t expected the Taixu Secret Realm to open at this time.

Continuing to fight would be futile.

Because once the Taixu Secret Realm opened, even Beastmen standing in the same place would be swallowed into different parts of the Secret Realm.

Let alone those standing in different positions.

Seeing Su Muyao being swallowed into the Secret Realm, Yue Wuhen could no longer care for anything else. He catalyzed his entire witch power, turning into a streak of purple light and immediately surged into the Secret Realm.

The fake Mei Qingchen looked at where his arm was broken, his expression listless, seemingly without any sense of pain.

He sensed that familiar aura from the Secret Realm, hesitating for a moment.

There seemed to be a faint memory of light and shadow in his mind.

As if someone identical to him stood before him, saying something.

But he forgot.

While he was dazed, he was directly swallowed by the pull of the Taixu Secret Realm.

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The moment Su Muyao was swept into the Secret Realm, her consciousness felt like it was falling into a dense fog, with the constant sound of howling wind in her ears. She could still smell the unique scent of the tribe, reminiscent of rotting plants, which was unpleasant.

Overcome by the swirling force, Su Muyao directly fell into a deep sleep.

Without consciousness, her body gently descended with the airflow of the Secret Realm, eventually being cushioned by a layer of fine light dust and landing softly on a lush green carpet.

Not knowing how long she slept, a gentle warmth slowly seeped in through her brow, like a dry riverbed welcoming a spring, nourishing her drained spiritual power and weary Spirit Sea.

Feeling the comforting power soothing her, Su Muyao’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she finally slowly opened her eyes.

The first sight was a dazzling stream of light.

When she looked up, she saw a towering ancient tree.

This tree was far more majestic than any forest tree she had ever seen, its massive, powerful trunk towering like an ancient dragon inhabiting the sky, with branches spreading outward, obscuring the sky.

Most astonishingly, countless slender glowing vines hung down from the branches, with pale light flowing along them and shattering into stardust upon reaching the ground.

Even the surrounding air seemed to carry tiny floating light particles, these particles seemingly imbued with some power.

With just a breath, spiritual energy coursed through her, invigorating her mind.

The bark was covered with ancient and mysterious patterns, with faint halos flowing between the lines, containing endless life force. Each flicker of light carried gentle spiritual power, soothing all irritability.

Su Muyao could feel the gentle power emanating from this tree.

It felt very endearing.

She instinctively moved her fingers, wanting to get up and touch this mystical tree.

Just then, an excited and trembling voice shouted around her.

"She’s awake! She has awakened!"

"It’s the Holy Tree! The Holy Tree showed its power and saved Ayao, the polluted aura on her body has disappeared."

"She is indeed the Holy Envoy chosen by the Holy Tree."

"It means she can save Young Master Lian."

Listening to these excited voices, Su Muyao felt puzzled.

The words were unlike the Beastman language she usually heard, more complex, but if she listened carefully, she could understand them.

Turning her head, Su Muyao discovered that she was surrounded by Beastmen dressed in animal skins.

Their expressions were eager, some even filled with ecstasy as they looked at her.

They gazed at her as if she were a beacon of hope.