This person is named Xiao Guanglian, the present Sect Master of the Purple Mist Sect’s own grandson, possessing Ten Levels of Yunling Realm cultivation.

In the past, he used to hang out with Yu Wen Jing, Mo Shiyao, and others.

However, because he fell behind in cultivation and failed to break through to the Secret Realm, he was despised, leading to some estrangement. Thus, he did not join Yu Wen Jing and others in the campaign against the Heavenly Soul Sect this time.

“Senior Brother Xiao, could it be that you…”

A close disciple looked shocked because Xiao Guanglian had made a solemn vow that if he didn’t break through to the Secret Realm, he would not step out of the mountain gate.

Now, Xiao Guanglian was saying he was going to the Heavenly Soul Sect battlefield, which meant…

“That’s right, I have already ascended to the Secret Realm.”

Xiao Guanglian had a restrained smile on his face, speaking these words with an air of lightness and assurance.

In an instant, the scene erupted in excitement.

“Congratulations, Senior Brother Xiao, on achieving the Secret Dao, from now on you will sweep across the world, invincible wherever you go.”

“I knew it, I knew Senior Brother Xiao would certainly advance to the Secret Realm. Didn’t I say it? With Senior Brother Xiao’s talent, how could he not ascend.”

“From now on, our Purple Mist Sect still relies on Senior Brother Xiao’s wise leadership. Our Purple Mist Sect will surely grow even more prosperous, becoming one of the top righteous sects in Qingzhou.”

Voices of flattery arose one after another, as disciples looked at Xiao Guanglian with eyes full of envy.

Breaking through to the Secret Realm represented a complete change in one’s status.

Previously, Xiao Guanglian relied on his status as the Sect Master’s own grandson, along with the large number of high-level magic artifacts bestowed by the Sect Master. His combat power was good at the same level, but even in the Purple Mist Sect, there were disciples who secretly looked down on him, thinking that Xiao Guanglian’s cultivation was just built on his background and elixirs, with a shaky foundation.

But now, with Xiao Guanglian breaking through to the Secret Realm, he naturally dispelled all past doubts.

Because ascending to the Secret Realm is not something that can be done by merely taking medicines. If it were that simple, there would already be Secret Realm Elders everywhere in major sects.

Hearing these words of praise, Xiao Guanglian, though trying hard to appear calm, couldn’t suppress the corners of his mouth, which almost reached his ears.

“Senior Brother Xiao, please be careful when you head to the Heavenly Soul Sect battlefield this time! That Evil Su has already officially entered the fray, capturing five righteous prodigies. If you show up, with your talent, you might also be targeted by Evil Su.”

A disciple voiced this concern, immediately catching Xiao Guanglian’s attention.

“Hmph, Su Jie that scoundrel, it’s only because he hasn’t encountered me; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so arrogant. Everyone rest assured, if I run into him, I will certainly let him experience the might of our Purple Mist Sect.”

Xiao Guanglian spoke boldly, his eyes looking down on everything.

Having just ascended to the Secret Realm, his mindset was infinitely inflated, feeling like he is the greatest on earth.

Hearing this, many disciples secretly smirked, as they’re not fools. Su Jie is the number one among the young generation in Qingzhou, a devilish immortal seed. Xiao Guanglian had just ascended to the Secret Realm, how could he compete with Su Jie?

However, no one dared to say such dampening words out loud, and instead, everyone kept flattering him.

“Senior Brother Xiao is mighty, it’s time for the Qingzhou Demon Path to witness the strength of our Purple Mist Sect.”

“In my opinion, the title of the number one among the young cultivators in Qingzhou is bound to fall to Senior Brother Xiao sooner or later.”

“Su Jie may show off now, but only because he hasn’t met Senior Brother Xiao. Otherwise, he would have long been subdued, and wouldn’t be able to wreak havoc in Qingzhou.”

Amidst the overwhelming flattery and praise, Xiao Guanglian’s smile grew even more radiant.

Bang!

Suddenly, just as the atmosphere was lively, a loud noise spread from above everyone’s heads.

The sound was so massive, like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder exploding in the ears, shaking many disciples to the ground.

“What happened?”

“Where did the sound come from?”

“Is it the elders doing something?”

The disciples looked at each other, still unable to figure out the situation.

Xiao Guanglian was also puzzled, as he looked up toward the sky dome, vaguely seeing the Mountain Protection Array sending up layers of ripples. In the high sky cloud layer, a huge shadowy outline was emerging.

“Who dares to come to our Purple Mist Sect and cause trouble?”

“Bold! Who comes here to act recklessly and disturb our peaceful cultivation, having come they won’t leave now.”

“Fully activate the Mountain Protection Array, all disciples listen to the order, there’s an external enemy attack, quickly form an array to repel the enemy.”

In different places of the Purple Mist Sect, eight beams of rainbow light rushed out continuously, being the Secret Realm Elders remaining in the Purple Mist Sect.

An external enemy attack?

Xiao Guanglian felt a jolt in his heart; he had grown up in the Purple Mist Sect and it was the first time he had experienced such an event.

The disciples of the Purple Mist Sect were also somewhat flustered, as it was their first encounter with something like this.

“Our Purple Mist Sect’s Mountain Protection Array is still here, what are you afraid of? Quickly form the array, no matter which scoundrel is causing trouble today, they won’t get away unscathed.”

Xiao Guanglian, after all, had seen a lot, regained his composure, and exhibited the demeanor of a strong cultivator from the Secret Realm.

The confidence on his face somewhat influenced the disciples, helping restore calm to the scene.

But it was at this moment that a voice came from above the Nine Heavens.

“I, Su Jie, have heard of the great name of the Purple Mist Sect and have come to break the mountain, cut down the temple, and destroy the sect!!!”

A vast thunderous sound spread across the sky.

As soon as the words were spoken, a massive flying magical boat descended from the clouds, fully revealing itself.

On the bow of the boat stood a tall, cold-eyed man, uttering such violent words; this was naturally Su Jie.

The name Su Jie seemed to have a magical effect; within the entire Purple Mist Sect, whether the Secret Realm Elders or ordinary disciples, their expressions froze for a moment, hearts filled with panic.

The name and shadow of a person, the reputation of Su Jie was extremely prominent in Qingzhou.

“Su… Evil Su has come.”

Someone among the disciples realized this, and with one sentence, the scene exploded into chaos. The disciples’ faces turned pale, bodies lightly trembling.

“How could he… why would he come here.”

Xiao Guanglian’s heart was shaking; he was merely boasting earlier. Upon truly confronting Su Jie, he knew he would be utterly crushed.

…

Meanwhile.

In the high sky outside the Purple Mist Sect’s mountain gate, on the Little Thousand Flying Sky Magic Boat, the second flying magic boat unleashed a full-power strike once more.

The sky lit up with a splendid beam of light, like a divine sword reaching the heavens, striking the Purple Mist Sect’s Mountain Protection Array.

The array’s sunset-like light curtain rippled, but the array laid out was not broken.

As the sect’s protective trump card, many sects would not skimp on investment in the Mountain Protection Array. Coupled with the thousand-year heritage of the Purple Mist Sect, each generation of sect masters has mended and enhanced the array.

So, the protective level of the Mountain Protection Array was very high, and the flying magic boat could not break it in a short time.

Su Jie stood on the bow, his gaze icy; even though the magic boat’s attack had no effect, Su Jie’s expression did not change.

“Our sect’s Mountain Protection Array is not something you, Su Jie, can easily break.”

The Great Elder Cao Yong, who stayed behind to guard the sect’s mountain gate, laughed coldly twice, being incredibly confident in their sect’s array. Even if a Taoist Platform Realm expert came to attack, they wouldn’t break it easily.

After all, the history of the Purple Mist Sect also included Taoist Platform Realm experts, and the Mountain Protection Array had been enhanced by such experts.

“We have already informed outsiders, Evil Su, if you do not retreat, once the righteous army arrives, you will surely die with no grave to bury.”

A Purple Mist Sect elder spoke, trying to scare Su Jie away.

“You devil, how dare you act so recklessly; beware of bringing disaster to your Ghost Ridge Palace. Aren’t you afraid of experiencing another sect war?”

More elders spoke, with the protection of the Mountain Protection Array, despite Su Jie’s formidable reputation. Even though the manpower within the Purple Mist Sect was sparse, they had the confidence to speak loudly.

But just as they were verbally attacking Su Jie, the Mountain Protection Array suddenly changed.

On the sunset-colored light curtain of the array, threads of blood-red patterns began to spread rapidly, like spreading cancer cells, in the blink of an eye, fully covering the entire Mountain Protection Array of the Purple Mist Sect.

The sudden scene shocked the Purple Mist Sect cultivators greatly.

“Great Elder, something terrible has happened; the sect has been infiltrated by ghosts, and the array eye of the Mountain Protection Array has been damaged.”

A Purple Mist Sect disciple hurried over, reporting the situation with a face full of despair.

The scene suddenly fell silent; the array eye was equivalent to the lock core of a key, and now that the array eye was damaged, it meant the tightly closed door of the Mountain Protection Array could no longer close tightly.

Upon witnessing this scene, Su Jie’s mouth slightly curved into a smile, secretly praising Han Ruyan for being reliable, and then he snapped his fingers: “Boys, get ready for a slaughter.”

“Oh oh oh oh oh!”

Excited cries, like ghosts wailing and wolves howling, rang out, as numerous Ghost Ridge Palace disciples stood on the rails on both sides of the magic boat, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty greed, staring at the disciples of the Purple Mist Sect below.

At Su Jie’s command, they all jumped down from the high sky, and below, the thousand-hand centipede transformed into a massive body of three hundred meters in length, carrying numerous demon cultivators, charging onto the battlefield.