Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence - Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Chapter 235 Fate-killing Trap_3
 

The cultivator speaking stiffened but didn’t dare to retort.

“It’s not just you, no one here, including myself, has the right to claim they carry a grand fate.”

“This Fate-killing Trap has little to do with us; by withdrawing voluntarily, we can preserve our lives.”

“However, I fear whoever set the trap might be targeting the grotto heavens sacred ground or even the entire Primal Chaos Realm.”

As he spoke, the Ancient Elder stepped forward, his figure ethereally descending toward the earth.

“Such a short time has already eliminated more than two hundred people. It is very likely that the Fate-killing Trap will activate further, and the causal slaughter is imminent; we don’t have much time left.”

“This is a matter of great importance; it’s time to join all sects to discuss strategies!”

Atop the mountain summit, the disciples of various sects responded in unison:

“We shall heed the Elder’s decree!”

After the initial elimination had taken place, the entire Secret Realm Square-Inch began transitioning toward a subtle new direction.

…

In the desert, Shen Yuan walked with Xue Mingzhi across the vast expanse of yellow sand.

The desert’s space was intertwined, causing what was originally only a few miles in size to become an endless ocean of yellow sand under the influence of disordered space.

Guiding starlight with his fingertips, Shen Yuan casually ejected a cultivator who had opted out of the Secret Realm Square-Inch.

Glancing at the remaining number of people, Shen Yuan shook his head silently counting.

“768.”

Several hours had passed since the Secret Realm Square-Inch had started. Apart from the large number of people eliminated in the first hour, the pace had drastically slowed.

That was because Shen Yuan suddenly discovered that sect cultivators had begun to form illegal teams.

Someone had suggested that the creator of the Secret Realm held an earth-shattering secret, and phrases like “a grand conspiracy plotting to seize control of the Primal Chaos Realm with a Fate-killing Trap” began to circulate. Most of the sect cultivators in the Secret Realm grouped together, attempting to figure out how to resist the so-called Fate-killing Trap.

Shen Yuan, observing the sects from within the Secret Realm Square-Inch, found himself startled by the conspiracy theories those cultivators espoused with such conviction.

Especially the talk of a Fate-killing Trap almost had him believing it himself.

Honest to heaven, Shen Yuan had conjured this Secret Realm survival game purely to stir things up in order to complete the main task. The Secret Realm Square-Inch didn’t have anything suitable for trials, so he simply threw in a simplified grand escape rule.

The grand escape might seem cruel, but really, any cultivator could exit the Secret Realm at any time— even in the midst of battle, so the risk wasn’t high.

Out of the 232 cultivators who were eliminated, the vast majority had exited the trial safely.

Only about thirty cultivators, either taking a chance or hoping to kill for treasure, were killed in retaliation; the actual death toll was far less than it appeared to be.

Moreover, during this process, there were those who lucked out, obtaining benefits such as the Origin-purifying Xuanzhen Qi above the Ninth Heavens and the Primal Chaos Energy from beneath the earth, both of which were precious treasures.

Even more valuable traces of the Dao were hidden within the Secret Realm Square-Inch, waiting to be explored.

However, the spread of the Fate-killing Trap theory had most people’s attention diverted from exploring the Secret Realm to preparing to unite against the rules.

“Since it’s an illegal alliance, don’t blame me for taking action.”

Stars twinkled in his eyes as, with a roar, the split, disordered spaces within the Secret Realm Square-Inch began to reorder.

Meanwhile, on the edge of the Secret Realm, the Endless Void engulfed the earth like a shocking tide, burying everything completely.

All beings within the Secret Realm were as insignificant as ants beneath the Endless Void’s tidal wave.

Above the firmament, stellar Dao patterns twinkled.

“The Endless Void spreads, and the Secret Realm Square-Inch begins to collapse!”