"The Secret Realm in the East Sea? Does that Secret Realm truly exist?"
Qiu Leihu's eyes flickered with light, his voice carrying a hint of astonishnt. Clearly, he realized which Secret Realm Tang Tianmang referred to.
"Yes."
Tang Tianmang nodded.
"Currently, the Sect Leader and all the Grand Elders are in closed-door training, preparing to enter that Secret Realm."
Tang Tianmang said.
"I see."
Qiu Leihu nodded, however, his expression dimd significantly. His heart held a trace of unwillingness, considering that with the Sect Leader and all the Grand Elders in seclusion, the Tang Sect wouldn't be able to deal with that brat for the ti being.
"Old Qiu, don't worry. Once my master erges from seclusion, I will accompany him to Feipu Manor and kill that brat."
Tang Tianmang's eyes flashed with coldness as he spoke sternly.
"During these days, I ask Old Qiu and Senior Ming Yan to stay at our Tang Sect for now."
Tang Tianmang said.
"Alright, that's the only way."
Qiu Leihu nodded helplessly and sighed.
Just as Qiu Leihu and others arrived at the Tang Sect.
Qin Yang and Elder Yue Chan rode the Red Fla Eagle Vulture, flying over towering mountains.
They arrived in the southernmost part of Jiangnan Province, where the mountains stretched and rivers andered extensively.
From the sky, the clear rivers and verdant mountains were entirely visible, presenting breathtaking scenery.
"Young friend Qin Yang, the Celestial Maple Mountain Range lies ahead; my Nangong Clan resides deep within this mountain range."
Aboard the Red Fla Eagle Vulture, Elder Yue Chan pointed to the range stretching thousands of miles below.
Screech!
The Red Fla Eagle Vulture let out a loud eagle cry, soared above the Celestial Maple Mountain Range, then passed through a gap between two peaks, and swiftly adjusted its altitude, swooping down.
The view below beca incomparably clear.
It was a vast fiery red maple forest.
Each maple tree stood thirty ters tall, with its crown branching widely, growing vigorously. Although it was just early autumn, the maples were already turning red.
Gazing down from above, the fiery red scene resembled a blaze, bringing an inexplicable shock.
"Young friend Qin Yang, my Nangong Clan is at the end of this maple forest, in Fla God Valley."
Elder Yue Chan said.
Qin Yang nodded, his eyes sweeping over the valley at the forest's end, spotting a grand architecture.
The structures were carved from white marble, exuding an ancient aura, with maple trees tastefully scattered among them, magnificent and beautiful.
Screech~!
The Red Fla Eagle Vulture let out a clear cry and flew towards the most magnificent main hall below.
At that mont, several figures were already present in front of the main hall.
Centrally stood an elegant middle-aged man in a Purple Gold Robe, with refined features and a gentle deanor, especially his deep eyes resembling stars. His presence naturally evoked goodwill.
To the left of the middle-aged man, stood an elderly man in a deep red robe.
The old man's hair was white as a crane, youthful yet with benevolent features. However, the subtle emanation from his body was sothing none could underestimate.
To the right of the middle-aged man, slightly further back, stood a thin elder in a white robe.
The thin elder held a fiery red cane, his eyes faintly fiery red, his face gaunt, seemingly not easy to get along with.
Apart from these three, there were several elderly figures behind them, among whom Qin Yang recognized Elder Beilie, encountered when Zilan was taken from Feipu Manor.
On the sleeves of these elders' robes was a Divine Bird surrounded by flas — the Vermilion Bird!
This Divine Vermilion Bird was the symbol of the Nangong Clan.
Flap~! Flap~!
The Red Fla Eagle Vulture beat its large fiery wings and landed in the square before the grand main hall.
Qin Yang and Elder Yue Chan swiftly disembarked from the Red Fla Eagle Vulture's back.
Upon landing, Qin Yang's gaze imdiately focused.
First sweeping over the central middle-aged man in the Purple Gold Robe and the elder beside him in the deep red robe.
From these two, he sensed a powerful aura, one that even gave him a slight feeling of pressure.
Indeed, pressure. With Qin Yang's current strength, even strong Innate Realm eighth or ninth-layer experts might not cause him such pressure.
Yet the aura subtly emanating from these two had already far surpassed normal Innate Realm experts.
"These two are formidable."
Qin Yang's eyes showed a trace of gravity, his heart whispered.
I've heard that above the Innate Realm, Ancient Martial Artists have the Celestial Spirit Realm. These two might have already reached that realm.
As for the others, they are Innate Realm seventh or eighth-layer experts.
Indeed, the thousand-year legacy of the Nangong Clan was profound, unmatched by ordinary forces.
"You must be young friend Qin Yang."
The middle-aged man in the Purple Gold Robe approached, smiling amiably, his refined aura naturally evoking goodwill.
Qin Yang nodded, guessing that he might be the leader of the Nangong Clan.
"Young friend Qin Yang, allow to introduce you; this is Nangong Feng, the Patriarch of my Nangong Clan."
Elder Yue Chan gestured toward Nangong Feng.
"Patriarch Nangong."
Qin Yang nodded at Nangong Feng.
"This is our Grand Elder, Nangong Chen, and this is our Second Elder, Nangong Haotian. The others are also Elders of our Nangong Clan."
Elder Yue Chan pointed at the elder in the deep red robe and the thin white-robed elder.
"Elder Chen, Elder Haotian, and fellow Elders."
Qin Yang greeted each of them.
"Young friend Qin Yang."
Nangong Chen acknowledged Qin Yang kindly, offering a greeting with a smile, while Nangong Haotian's straight, thin face remained expressionless.
"Elder Yue Chan, is this the young man from the Mortal Realm you ntioned who abducted Miss Zilan, and knows so Daoist Techniques?"
Nangong Haotian's cold eyes scrutinized Qin Yang briefly, then turned to Elder Yue Chan, his voice slow.
Upon hearing Nangong Haotian, Qin Yang's brows furrowed. Clearly, he detected a hint of hostility in Nangong Haotian's tone.
"Elder Haotian, young friend Qin Yang did not abduct Miss Zilan, but rather rescued her."
Elder Yue Chan shook his head.
"Whether he rescued Miss Zilan or whatnot, Miss Zilan is young and inevitably susceptible to deception. If he can bring her out of the tower, I'll concede he rescued her. Otherwise, so young mbers might want to spar with you."
Nangong Haotian's eyes remained cold, assessing Qin Yang indifferently.
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