Before Ji Haoyuan could respond, Yang Donghuai spoke to himself:
Currently present, including them, are no less than forty people.
In other words, excluding the ten people from their local four sects, over thirty others are cultivators from sects outside the Hongduan Mountain Range.
Moreover, this number is still increasing with time.
According to current estimates, the final number entering the Thousand Streams Secret Realm may reach over sixty.
Out of over sixty people, only about twenty will ultimately survive.
The fierce competition in the Thousand Streams Secret Realm is evident.
No wonder Yang Donghuai chose to ally with the people from the Long River Sect.
However, this matter poses no issue to Ji Haoyuan for now.
He holds that confidence.
No matter how intense and perilous the competition in the Secret Realm becomes, it won’t affect him.
Since he advanced to Foundation Establishment, how many cultivation techniques and secret techniques has he comprehended, integrated?
And how many battles has he experienced?
With such deep foundation, abundant methods, solid roots, who can compare with him?
If even in such conditions he feels risk from this journey to the Thousand Streams Secret Realm, even needing to ally with others, then what do his accumulations count for?
Thinking of this, Ji Haoyuan immediately shook his head.
"Sorry, I can’t join you this time for the Secret Realm."
As soon as he said this, Yang Donghuai and several others froze in expression.
Then, Yang Donghuai frowned and looked at Ji Haoyuan, saying:
"Junior Brother Ji, please don’t act on impulse.
I know there may be some misunderstandings between us.
But you shouldn’t act rashly, risking your safety."
Based on his words and actions, one who didn’t know might think Yang Donghuai genuinely cared for Ji Haoyuan.
But from recent observation, Ji Haoyuan had already understood, Yang Donghuai brought those from the Long River Sect to him likely intending for him to offend them.
Because now he clearly sensed Gu Shaoyang and the colorful-clothed female cultivator showing displeasure on their faces.
The people under Master Yanhuo are fond of using contemptible methods.
And his tone became cold.
"No need for you to worry, Brother Yang.
I know how to act accordingly."
With that, Ji Haoyuan couldn’t be bothered to waste more words, heading straight to another side.
Seeing this, the colorful-clothed female cultivator immediately snorted coldly.
Yang, if your junior dares to compete for spiritual objects with us upon entering the Thousand Streams Secret Realm, don’t blame us for being rude!"
Yang Donghuai sighed with a rather helpless tone:
"Fairy Yao, calm down.
My junior is a bit proud.
I’ll try to advise him well later if there’s a chance. Fresh chapters posted on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕥⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥
If that’s still useless, even though he’s my junior, he must not ruin your vital affairs, Fairy Yao.
Just hoping that by then, you can spare him for my sake."
"It depends on whether he remains so arrogant by then."
Fairy Yao snorted coldly again.
After Ji Haoyuan found a place to sit cross-legged alone, he immediately felt a dozen or so gazes falling on him.
Among them, there were two Foundation Establishment consummate cultivators from the Netherworld Sect.
Cold eyes, fierce killing intent.
This made him realize again that Yang Donghuai’s actions, beside offending those from the Long River Sect, intended to isolate him.
Is this a plan to use others to eliminate him in the Thousand Streams Secret Realm?
Towards Yang Donghuai, or those under Master Yanhuo, Ji Haoyuan doesn’t mind assuming the worst intentions.
Facts prove his guesses are never wrong.
A group of hypocritical, contemptible beings.
Ji Haoyuan’s eyes flashed a cold light.
He paid no further mind to these things, closed his eyes, and meditated to adjust his breath.
As for the Netherworld Sect and other people’s scrutinizing, probing, or malicious gazes, he completely ignored them.
As if none of them existed.
Other people successively arrived later.
And then after about a few days.
The originally empty void suddenly began rippling in circles.
A special aura completely different from everyone present suddenly spread from a certain place in the void ahead.
Noticing this movement, everyone couldn’t help but become alert.
Divine senses and gazes all scanned towards that area.
Ji Haoyuan also opened his eyes at this point and turned to look.
He saw layers of light shimmering like bubbles in that void.
As the light grew brighter, everyone including Ji Haoyuan clearly felt the Jade Talisman they wore beginning to gently tremble, emitting a faint warmth.
This was the sign of the Secret Realm opening.
At this moment, many eyes showed eagerness.
Without hesitation, their figures turned into escape lights, rushing towards the source of the light.
In an instant, those bodies seemed to pass through some barrier, vanishing from everyone else’s sight.
Seeing this, those from the Long River Sect hesitated no longer.
They, along with Yang Donghuai, quickly flew into the Thousand Streams Secret Realm.
As the number of people diminished, Ji Haoyuan did not intend to linger.
His whole being passed through a membrane.
However, as Ji Haoyuan flew towards the Thousand Streams Secret Realm, the two Netherworld Sect cultivators behind him suddenly exchanged glances, then closely followed him into the realm.
Ji Haoyuan only felt a flash of light and shadow.
When he looked again, he found himself amidst a lush forest.
But unlike outside, the spiritual qi here was extremely abundant.
As far as he sensed, it already had third-grade spirit vein qi concentration.
In such an environment, no wonder it could nurture many third-grade spiritual objects.
Even the amount of Core Formation spiritual objects was considerable.
Such realms were only accessible to Golden Core and below cultivators.
And the time allowed here was only a mere seven days.
Otherwise, he’d indeed want to explore the whole realm and gather extensively.
As he was thinking this, Ji Haoyuan suddenly sensed two figures flying towards him.