Some people did not believe before that the spiritual realm could only accommodate a hundred people. After the first hundred entered, someone tried to follow, and was directly repelled by the spiritual realm's light.
Not only was he repelled, but being struck by the outer light of the spiritual realm caused his cultivation to dissipate.
From then on, no one dared to enter the spiritual realm without permission.
"With his ability, his cultivation should be at the Dominator Realm level." To be able to fight against a ninth-tier spiritual beast on the verge of transformation, only a great power of the Dominator Realm could do so.
"Impossible, the spiritual realm suppresses great powers above the Three Heavens Realm, they cannot enter." Phantom Cat found this possibility even harder to believe. He had studied everyone who had entered the spiritual realm before, and cultivators above the Three Heavens Realm simply couldn't get in.
If they had been able to enter here, these cultivators of the Spiritual Wheel Realm would have had no chance.
"Then who is he?"
It couldn't be a great power of the Dominator Realm secretly entering. Chu Lingwei truly couldn't think of anyone else who could fight a ninth-tier spiritual beast.
Neither Phantom Cat nor Feng Ming could answer this question.
Chu Lingwei coughed heavily, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
"Weiwei."
"Weiwei."
Feng Ming and Phantom Cat, who were inside the space, cried out in alarm, ready to rush out.
"You stay inside obediently and heal your wounds quickly. I cannot go in yet." Chu Lingwei took out a pill from her storage bag and swallowed it, feeling a little better.
She couldn't enter the space without circulating her energy to heal.
That male cultivator had confidently told her to leave, implying he had a way to deal with the ninth-tier spiritual beast. Chu Lingwei worried he might seek her out.
She didn't want to circulate her energy to heal because she was worried that the spiritual energy here would enter her body and affect her cultivation.
"Weiwei, why? You are severely injured now." Feng Ming was on the verge of tears. Weiwei was seriously injured now; if she didn't come in, what would happen?
"I'm fine. You heal your wounds inside. I'll wait for that person." Chu Lingwei didn't want them to worry, so she directly blocked the connection between the space and the outside, allowing them to cultivate properly.
Chu Lingwei sat on the flying artifact. When she couldn't sense them with her divine consciousness, she slowed down, took pills, and hoped they would slowly heal her injuries.
A day later, Chu Lingwei found a safe place, set up a restriction and a barrier, and sat by the fire to rest.
"You are injured." Just as Chu Lingwei thought the male cultivator wouldn't appear, his voice sounded behind her.
Chu Lingwei quickly got up and indeed saw the male cultivator who had saved her, smiling. "Thank you, fellow daoist, for saving my life."
"You're welcome. No matter who or where, I would save them." The male cultivator walked into the barrier and sat down by the fire. "Your injuries are severe and require healing."
"It's alright, I've already taken pills. I'll recover tomorrow." With him here, she was even less likely to enter the space, nor could she heal in front of him.
"Are you worried about the spiritual energy here?" the male cultivator said directly.
Chu Lingwei was shocked. This male cultivator actually knew there was a problem with the spiritual energy here, making her even more suspicious of his identity. At this moment, Chu Lingwei recalled the sword he had when they first met, which was like a crescent moon and had awakened its spirit. It was a superb sword unparalleled on the Xuan Tian Continent.
Such a sword, if it appeared on the Xuan Tian Continent, would surely be on the magical artifact rankings.
However, Chu Lingwei had never seen it, nor had she heard of it.
"Fellow daoist, may I ask your identity?" This male cultivator appeared too strangely, with such high cultivation and such a rare magical artifact. She was certain that this person was not one of them.
"I have been here for five hundred years, do you believe that?" The male cultivator turned his head to look at Chu Lingwei, his expression calm, as if he were merely stating a very ordinary matter.
Five hundred years?
For a cultivator, five hundred years was not really a long time.
"Are you a disciple who entered here five hundred years ago?" Chu Lingwei asked subconsciously.
"Yes, but I can't get out now." The male cultivator gave a wry smile and looked at the flames before him. "Those who did not leave here on time will never be able to get out, never again."
"You mean, besides you, there are others here." Chu Lingwei gasped. With this explanation, Chu Lingwei felt a little more relieved.
The male cultivator nodded. "Besides me, there are many other cultivators here."
A hint of joy flashed in Chu Lingwei's eyes. These people must be very familiar with this place, and it would be best to ask them to understand it.
"Don't be too happy too soon. They will kill you the moment they see people like you entering here." The male cultivator's voice rang out, as cold as his sword.
"What do you mean? Why would they do that?" Chu Lingwei looked at the male cultivator warily. Seeing that he didn't answer her question, she changed to another one. "May I ask, fellow daoist, what is your name?"
The male cultivator chuckled, stood up, and said, "Remember, if you want to survive, do not let the spiritual energy here enter your body, otherwise, you will die sooner or later."
"Wait a moment." Chu Lingwei quickly stepped forward to stop the male cultivator as he was about to leave. "May I ask, fellow daoist, what should I do now?"
Hearing Chu Lingwei's question, the male cultivator chuckled and stared directly into her eyes, not saying a word.
Chu Lingwei felt uncomfortable being stared at by the man, but she felt no fear. She had a feeling that this man would tell her the correct method.
"Go west, and you will find a way."
Indeed, after staring at Chu Lingwei for a long time, the male cultivator uttered these words and flew into the air. "Remember, here, do not trust anyone."
"Thank you, fellow daoist."
Chu Lingwei thanked him loudly.
Looking in the direction the male cultivator had left, Chu Lingwei stood for a long time, pondering his words, the look in his eyes, and the sword in his hand.
Even more strangely, why did she feel no fear or wariness when facing him?
Chu Lingwei sat within the barrier, swallowed a pill, closed her eyes, and slowly guided the pill to heal her body, which had been injured by the ninth-tier spiritual beast.
The night passed without incident.
When Chu Lingwei opened her eyes again, she looked at the unchanged surroundings, got on the flying artifact, changed direction, and headed west.
"Weiwei, our injuries are healed." Chu Lingwei entered the space with her divine consciousness and saw the two little beasts waiting for her. She smiled and released them.
"Weiwei, quickly enter the space to heal yourself." Feng Ming nudged Chu Lingwei's hand with his head, his voice soft and full of concern.
"No need, my injuries will recover in another day."
Chu Lingwei shook her head. Just as the male cultivator had said yesterday, she couldn't trust anyone here. She worried that the male cultivator had not left.