After understanding some things about the Secret Realm, Qin Yu finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind, "Palace Envoy, how is one supposed to comprehend the Ancient Array?"

To be bestowed with the name of Grotto Heaven Blessed Land, it must undoubtedly be rich in inheritance and numerous exotic treasures, beyond question.

However, the Secret Realm has been discovered for so long that even if there were world-shaking treasures, it would not be him to discover them.

But speaking of Cyan Mist Hall being the first to discover this Secret Realm, they must have gained considerable fortune from it, right?

Might there be a cultivation technique he needs?!

This matter is truly hard to say.

Qin Yu also has no certainty in his heart. Is this world like this because of a break in history, or... was it always so?

But, after all, it still needs to be tried.

Otherwise, relying on himself to grope his way across the river, wanting to break through to the Lotus Platform may be nothing but a distant dream.

"That Ancient Array is constructed from one hundred and eight Ancient Stone Steles, each stele engraved with array patterns."

Mentioning this, Luo Lizhu couldn’t help but sigh softly: "The array patterns on the Ancient Stone Steles are obscure and esoteric, only those with great insight in Spiritual Power can comprehend them!"

"For tens of thousands of years, not a single person has been able to fully comprehend all one hundred and eight Ancient Steles."

"Back in the day, the Immortal Country dispatched array masters here, yet only half were comprehended!"

"Even the Hall Master has only understood twenty-nine of them, but even so, the Hall Master’s achievements in arrays are the highest among the four halls."

Mentioning this, the pride Luo Lizhu shows is difficult to conceal, revealing the unmovable exalted status of Cyan Mist Hall Master in her heart.

"One hundred and eight Ancient Stone Steles, how grand is the scale of this Ancient Array?"

After hearing this, Qin Yu couldn’t help but be astonished.

Until now, the strongest array he’s seen is the Five Directions Star Array in Cyan Mist Hall.

But that had only five array bases, yet could trap and kill Great Cultivators at the Lotus Platform.

In contrast, the Ancient Array in this Secret Realm has one hundred and eight array bases, the gap between the two is as clear as between the clouds and mud.

If only he could comprehend it all...

Qin Yu was somewhat moved.

If this array could be set in the Cyan Mountain Sect, what foreign enemy would there be to fear?!

However, Qin Yu was just thinking; he dared not aim too high. If he couldn’t even comprehend a single Ancient Stele, that would be shameful.

"Palace Envoy, if one cannot comprehend it, can they leave?"

Putting away those unrealistic ideas, Qin Yu now cares most about the safety issue. Whether he can comprehend the Ancient Array or not, coming out alive is crucial.

Luo Lizhu glanced at him.

Her eyes seemed to contain thousands of words, yet only a brief sentence emerged: "In the Secret Realm, the Hall Master has arrangements; there’s no need to over-speculate."

Qin Yu’s mind whirled, capturing the flicker of complex emotion in Luo Lizhu’s eyes.

It seems this journey to the Secret Realm is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

"We’ve arrived."

Luo Lizhu’s voice came, and Qin Yu followed the gaze of others downward, only to see an astonishing gully had opened on the ground below.

This fissure stretches across the surface and is shockingly over a hundred zhang wide.

The earth seems split in half by a giant axe; a huge abyss resembling an unhealable scar, deep as the eye can see.

Not only that, the vicinity of the fissure is covered with countless pits of varying sizes, and even after so many years, not a single plant grows, not a blade of grass, and the exposed soil appears desolate and barren, like a piece of dead land, silent and lifeless.

"On that year, the Secret Realm surfaced in the world, attracting countless Great Cultivators who flocked to it, engaging in fights to seize the inheritances and treasures lurking within..."

"Until the Immortal Country intervened and quelled this chaos, thereafter entrusting it to be jointly managed by the four halls."

Luo Lizhu casually explained a sentence and then fixed her gaze straight ahead: "The true Secret Realm, is there."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu looked in the direction she pointed; at that instant, his pupils involuntarily contracted.

He realized his attention had been caught by that fissure earlier and only now noticed a wide basin not far away with a gigantic ’mirror’ suspended at the center.

"Is that the Secret Realm entrance?!"

This entrance, though not emitting the slightest breath, has multicolored light interwoven and entangled within it.

Upon closer inspection, those lights seem as if twisted by something, forming a vortex that slowly rotates. Staring at it for long evokes a feeling of being swallowed inside.

"Yes."

Luo Lizhu slightly nodded, not rushing to lead the way into the Secret Realm, seemingly waiting for something.

Two hours later, people from the other three halls arrived.

At this moment, a terrifying pressure emerged in the sky above, like a colossal mountain pressing down, causing everyone present to tremble with strings of tension, their bodies reflexively bending.

Qin Yu, relying on his Divine Body’s strength, barely resisted this suffocating pressure.

Raising his head slightly, he saw an old man in a cyan robe, hair and beard white as frost, leisurely descending with graceful steps from the void, hovering over their heads until the terrifying pressure subsided like a receding tide, disappearing without a trace.

"Greetings, Hall Master Duanmu!"

Whether from Cyan Mist Hall or the other three halls, all bowed in unison, shouting loudly at that moment.

This is respect for the strong and expressing inner reverence.

Qin Yu swiftly withdrew his gaze, lowering his head, daring not to look directly.

The aura of Hall Master Duanmu in front of him is vast like the sea, deep and immeasurable.

Facing him, Qin Yu feels as if confronting a towering mountain; inevitably, a feeling of being restrained and oppressed arises within.

It’s the unique prestige of Lotus Platform Cultivators who have comprehended Dao Rhyme.

Those yet to touch upon Dao Rhyme are like children before him.

"The time has come, Lizhu, you take them in."

Duanmu Hong’s voice was vigorous, so much so that if not for his white hair, one would think him a middle-aged man, rather than an elderly.

"Yes, Hall Master."

After saluting this elder, Luo Lizhu stepped forward, arriving at the entrance.

"Follow me."

With the others entering the Secret Realm, Luo Lizhu whispered to Qin Yu, then transformed into a stream of light and entered the Secret Realm.

Qin Yu rushed to catch up, but as he approached the Secret Realm entrance, the sense of being swallowed grew stronger, making him feel uneasy all over, as if...

Something inside made him very uncomfortable.

Yet, once he passed through the entrance, that feeling vanished, causing Qin Yu to be puzzled.

"Keep up."

There’s no denying Luo Lizhu still cared for Qin Yu.

Qin Yu snapped back, casually glanced around, and quickly followed.

The scene within the Secret Realm is starkly opposite to the imagined verdant mountains and serene waters, human paradise—it’s entirely barren; even vegetation is scarcely seen, much less rivers and mountains.

However, Qin Yu wasn’t concerned with these; he wasn’t here for treasure hunting. If the Ancient Array couldn’t be comprehended, he would leave immediately to prevent any unforeseen changes.

Under Luo Lizhu’s guidance, Qin Yu and his group quickly arrived before a massive stone stele.

"Is this the Array Base Ancient Stele of the Ancient Array?"

Gazing at the unremarkable stone stele before him, even somewhat dilapidated, half-tilted, stuck in the dirt, Qin Yu furrowed his brow slightly.