I almost know it now!
Looking at the Sound Transmission Talisman in his hand, Chen Yuan's lips curled into a smile.
He didn't think about taking the risk of using Jiang He's Sword Talisman to break through the void and leave; the Secret Realm was unstable, and that talisman was certainly capable of breaking the void.
But leaving was not that simple.
The ubiquitous spatial turbulence could very well leave him stranded here forever.
He wasn't the previous incarnation of Xuanming, with such formidable cultivation; he could only honestly enter and exit through the designated way.
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Outside the Secret Realm.
The setting sun stained the entire sky. The time had reached the quarter past the hour of Mao, which was just past five in the afternoon. Due to it being summer, darkness fell late.
For now, only a hint of sunset was visible.
