Chapter 62: Flowers in the Passage, Dangerous or Not?

The reason he did not choose to be the first to enter the secret realm was because of deeper considerations in his heart.

He knew very well that the secret realm was fraught with unknowns and dangers, and taking the lead often meant bearing greater risks.

Therefore, Yun Yi chose to act with caution. He quietly observed how those cultivators stepped into the secret realm with care, and how they faced sudden challenges and changes.

His antennae twitched slightly in the air, acting like a precision instrument, capturing every subtle movement and change in the atmosphere.

He listened intently to every sound and every ripple of fluctuation within the secret realm, making final preparations and adjustments for the upcoming action.

Finally, as the last shadow of the crowd vanished behind the deep and secluded portal of the secret realm, Yun Yi gently vibrated his wings, which were almost completely blended with the night, and with an indescribably subtle posture, he silently followed behind them, stepping into this ancient and mysterious secret realm.

Upon stepping into the secret realm, Yun Yi moved swiftly and soon arrived before a winding, seemingly endless tunnel.

Surrounding the tunnel, hard stone walls stood like guardian deities, exuding an aura of age and antiquity.

Yun Yi's gaze swept past the sect disciples ahead. He saw them holding glowing crystals as they marched methodically toward the end of the tunnel, and he pondered inwardly: "It seems this tunnel is temporarily safe. I must seize the time to pass through here quickly, and then search for a rare treasure deep within the secret realm, cleverly placing it near where fierce beasts haunt to lure those sect disciples over, creating some 'accidental' opportunities for me."

Just as Yun Yi was preparing to nimbly weave through the tiny gaps among the dense crowd and meticulously hatch his scheme, a low and majestic roar suddenly reverberated through the entire tunnel, resembling the bellow of an ancient beast and shaking every inch of space.

This sudden and abnormal sound instantly shattered the tranquility of the tunnel, startling all the sect disciples who had just entered into sudden alertness, their faces flushing with vigilance and astonishment.

Especially those leading figures who acted as senior brothers and sisters reacted even more swiftly, a look of solemnity flashing in their eyes.

"Not good, a mechanism has been triggered!" They shouted almost simultaneously, their voices tinged with unquestionable urgency. "Junior brothers and junior sisters, raise your vigilance immediately and prepare your defenses!"

Witnessing this scene, Yun Yi felt secretly glad that he had not yet made a move, otherwise he would surely have fallen into grave danger.

Quickly assessing the situation and seeing that everyone was standing on high alert, he decisively found a secluded spot and flashed into it, cleverly concealing himself.

The very moment Yun Yi hid his figure, the scenery throughout the entire tunnel seemed to be abruptly overturned by a mysterious force.

Those ordinary-looking stone bricks suddenly seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, silently retreating backward to reveal a deep, rectangular depression.

Following that, an unexpected scene unfolded—within that depression, a budding red flower quietly emerged, resembling an alluring phantom in the night.

Witnessing this, the crowd could not help but look at one another in confusion, whispers of doubt rising.

"Senior brother, that's a flower!"

"Indeed, it doesn't look dangerous."

Although most of the sect disciples harbored doubts, they were more captivated by the exotic flower, causing them to lower their guard.

However, among the crowd, there were also those with sharp minds whose brows furrowed tightly, as if they foresaw the impending upheaval.

Yun Yi was likewise surprised by the abrupt appearance of the flower in the tunnel, and he remained secretly vigilant.

At that moment, the red flowerbud seemed to sense some kind of summons, slowly and gracefully unfolding its petals to bloom with dazzling brilliance.

At first, though the crowd remained on guard, seeing how beautiful the flower was, they couldn't help being drawn to it. Their initial fear gradually dissipated, replaced by admiration for the beauty of nature.

However, just as this tranquility and beauty reached its peak, a sharp warning pierced the air: "No, watch out!"

Alas, it was too late.

From the blooming red flower, countless silver needles as fine as ox hair suddenly shot forth at lightning speed, precise and fatal.

Some sect disciples who failed to react in time were instantly pierced through by the silver needles and fell to the ground.

This sudden catastrophe swept through like a storm, catching everyone off guard, and the shadows of fear and despair once again tightly enveloped the entire tunnel.

Yun Yi's hidden figure stood like a silent boulder, quietly witnessing the spread of this chaos.

He felt secretly fortunate in his heart, thanking his clear head for not being seduced by the illusory beauty displayed by the seductive red flower. This vigilance strengthened his resolve that in this perilous secret realm, he must act cautiously and proceed step by step.

Just as everyone was casting their respective techniques in an attempt to fend off the silver needles raining down like locusts, Yun Yi was astonished to find that the silver needles seemed to have a strange aversion to him, always grazing past him closely without causing him the slightest bit of harm.

"Could it be that because of my tiny size, these silver needles simply cannot lock onto me?" Yun Yi pondered inwardly, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

He knew well that his form was diminutive, and even compared to ordinary human cultivators, he was no larger than an insignificant mosquito, falling far short of even the size of a human cultivator's finger.

"Just in time," a flash of inspiration struck Yun Yi, and a bold plan quietly took shape in his mind. "Since these silver needles can do nothing to me, why don't I seize this golden opportunity, take advantage of the chaos to move forward silently, outpace everyone through this tunnel, and be the first to step into the depths of the secret realm?"

Clinging to this notion, he began to cleverly use the figure of a nearby human cultivator as cover, skillfully guiding and blocking the silver needles flying in from all directions.

Yun Yi's form was light and his movements agile, akin to a nimble fox weaving through the forest. Every dodge was perfectly timed, avoiding the attacks of the silver needles while cleverly utilizing the cultivator's body as a barrier, allowing him to emerge virtually unscathed.

After a thrilling journey of weaving and dodging, he finally reached the end of the tunnel, where an airtight wall suddenly appeared before his eyes, acting like a natural barrier isolating the secret realm from the outside world.

The wall was exceptionally solid, its surface smooth as a mirror, with barely a crack to be found.

However, Yun Yi's gaze landed on the strange symbols and neatly arranged small holes carved into the wall.

These small holes varied in size and shape, seemingly aligned according to a certain pattern, emitting a faint glow like stars dotted across the night sky.

A thought stirred in Yun Yi's mind, guessing that these small holes might well be the mechanism required to open this wall and lead into the interior of the secret realm.