After the aura of the Obsidian Dragon Soul dissipated, the heaven and earth within the secret realm finally returned to tranquility, though this calm felt somewhat eerie. Chen Haotian and Su Wanqing stood upon the fractured ground, feeling the lingering pressure still present in the surrounding air. It was a heavy sensation, as if concealing an even deeper level of peril.
"The core of the secret realm does not seem to have manifested yet." Chen Haotian withdrew the Feishuang Sword, a trace of vigilance in his gaze. He raised his head and stared into the distant sky, which was obscured by a thin layer of mist, as if isolated from the real world.
Standing beside him, Su Wanqing nodded slightly. "The Obsidian Dragon Soul just now might only be a Guardian of this secret realm; the true test is likely yet to come." Though soft, her voice carried a sense of chill and composure.
Chapter 141