After completing this set, he looked again at the study that had been swept away.

Everything in the study turned to dust, but only one thing remained impacted by the water flow.

It was a mysterious wooden plaque.

Song Yan raised his hand to capture it.

As soon as he touched the plaque, his fingers released it as if electrified, accompanied by a terrifying thunderous sound exploding in his mind.

"You are not of my race, do not touch this item!"

Looking again, the plaque had transformed into a rainbow light, flying to an unknown destination.

Song Yan looked at his hand, then at the distant rainbow light, falling into slight contemplation.

Undoubtedly, hidden in the plaque was likely an immortal thought, and the reason this thought could immediately discern he wasn't of the "race" was most likely due to the Divine Soul.

Much like how no matter how he lied, Feng Chengzi could tell he wasn't a member of the Formless Race.

So, was this an unknown Ancient Race's legacy?

...

Time flew by, and another half day passed.

The rain finally stopped.

During this time, Song Yan silently observed the water surface, hoping to discover some treasures, given that finding treasures in a Secret Realm was quite normal...

But the result was nothing at all.

He speculated that the unknown Ancient Race knew trouble was brewing for their race, so they sealed all their treasures somewhere unknown, waiting for their descendants. Naturally, it was impossible to find anything outside.

Song Yan was not discouraged. He slightly perceived, waited to confirm the rain had completely stopped, then flew out and landed on the rooftop.

Where the sunlight shone, a shimmering lake had formed.

The lake surface gleamed with golden light, exuding tranquility, yet hiding danger, while many houses had sunk halfway.

Suddenly, Song Yan was startled, he saw a person floating on the water not far away.

That person was the Crimson Palace cultivator who had rushed to the residence but didn't make it in time, he was washed by the rainwater, his eyes dull, confused, but not dead.

Although not dead, his body became a concentration camp for "Slaughter Solid".

Floating on the water surface, his body was coated with terrifying red dust.

The reason the Slaughter Solid had not yet occupied his body was entirely because most of his body was still submerged in water.

Perhaps by luck, the person "smacked" into a rooftop, and in the next instant, the Slaughter Solid crazily drilled into his body, then controlled his hands to desperately grab the rooftop, mechanically climbing up. Once on the roof ridge, his appearance started changing, streams of Slaughter Liquid flowed within his body, and his eyes turned into congealed red.

First, he was cleansed of Cause and Effect by the rain, then his body was covered by Slaughter Solid.

And at this moment, an even more bizarre scene unfolded.

On the vast water surface, a gray figure stepped upon the water, that gray undoubtedly seemed a layer of aura, yet fluctuated intensely, like a Hundred-Patch Robe in an ink wash painting.

Song Yan recognized it; this gray figure was the Novice Monk from the Sea of Suffering.

The Novice Monk quickly reached the cultivator's side, pressing his palms together.

The cultivator that had been moving suddenly froze.

He did not move, and neither did the Novice Monk, presenting a scene of enlightenment.

After a long while, Song Yan saw the cultivator, whose body had been seized by Slaughter Solid, begin to emit red smoke from all over, and as the red smoke dispersed, there appeared a feeling of returning to normal...

After a while, the Slaughter Solid within the cultivator dissipated completely, and the frenzied sheen in his eyes vanished entirely, his head tilted, and he died.

When the Novice Monk finished enlightening the cultivator, the gray on his body seemed slightly denser, he turned to look at Song Yan, but seemed to discern Song Yan as a "stubborn, not easily enlightened" being, and thus turned away and walked off.

Rain after a lonely city, stepping upon water to enlighten, ending with a flick of the robe, leaving no trace for thousands of miles...

This scene was full of Zen meaning yet indescribably eerie and sinister.

...

Song Yan watched the Novice Monk leave, continuing to observe the surroundings when suddenly a powerful voice echoed from the sky.

"Those who are alive, come over!"

Song Yan slightly frowned: it's the Ancient Remains!

As soon as he entered the Secret Realm, it began to rain; everyone was hiding.

Now, after some time since the rain, those randomly brought into the Secret Realm began to appear one by one.

The words from the sky fell, and shortly after, a figure flew up, it was a silver-robed female cultivator, a sword cultivator.

Her figure was tall and slender, the silver robe fluttered, her face charmingly beautiful, captivating the surrounding lakes and mountains, and her sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes showed a hint of vibrant righteousness. However, she currently looked scared, timid, appearing quite pitiful.

"Junior Pei Xuehan, greets... ancient ancestor."

After the silver-robed female cultivator flew up, she slightly bowed and stood to the side waiting for others.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't see anyone.

The Ancient Remains suddenly locked his gaze in Song Yan's direction, saying: "Don't you come out yet?"

Song Yan had no choice but to rise and fly over.

The silver-robed female cultivator, who introduced herself as Pei Xuehan, was clearly one of the fifty-three Crimson Palace cultivators from before, and the words "Listening Rain Sword Sect" embroidered on her back further indicated which sect she was fulfilling the quota for.

Pei Xuehan initially thought her companions were coming up, but upon looking she saw a terrifying man with a Profound Robe and disfigured face, her heart fell into shock, revealing a bitter smile. Among the squad, there were only six Purple Mansion old monsters, and she was directly assigned to two.

At this moment, she felt both fear and joy. Upon seeing Song Yan, she immediately performed a greeting, loudly saying: "Junior Pei Xuehan, greets Elder Zhang."

After completing the greeting, she carefully lowered her head, retreating to the perimeter of the two old monsters.

Overlooking the surroundings, the Ancient Remains shouted sharply: "Is there anyone else?!"

The voice roared, spreading around, yet there was no response.

The Ancient Remains glanced at Song Yan, saying: "Go take a look."

Song Yan nodded slightly, transformed into rainbow light, spinning around the area, extending his Divine Sense.

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