The road to the Emperor's Secret Realm is not difficult, at least compared to other places where chaos grows, it is indeed much better.

Mochen walked out of the cave, and after confirming the direction according to the magnetic field of the surrounding heaven and earth, he directly stretched out his finger in front of him and counted the dots.

After a few breaths, a black hole suddenly opened in the open space in front of him.

The entrance to the cave slowly rotated and expanded, and in a blink of an eye it was about his height.

Without any hesitation, after determining some basic matters, Mochen walked directly into the black hole.

Just as his entire body entered, in an instant, the entire black hole suddenly closed. A cool breeze blew into the cave, and the dust slowly drifted up, as if nothing had ever happened here.

In the spatial passage, Mo Chen only felt that the sky was spinning around him in an instant, and in an instant, he fell into complete darkness.

The body seems to be stretched and squeezed by some force.

He felt as if he was passing through a long, narrow passageway, and his body was forced to change shape to suit the size of the passage.

Here, there was some kind of force behind him, like a colorful streamer propelling him forward, flying towards the exit of the other part of the black hole.

In the endless darkness, the ink dust sped through a large and lengthy passage.

He didn't know how long he had been flying in this passage, but there was eerily air here, he could still breathe, and his body didn't feel any other discomfort after adjusting to the initial deformation.

Although his current body, even if he doesn't breathe air, it doesn't matter, but having nature is better than nothing.

I don't know how long it has been, ten breaths, twenty breaths, and one stick of incense?

Finally, a little white light gradually lit up in front of Mo Chen, a very faint white light, but it became brighter and brighter as he kept getting closer.

He rushed straight towards the white light.

"Whew!!"

With a soft sound, Mochen rushed headlong into the vast world.

Pale gray clouds fluttered in the sky, phosphorescent and shining. The large desert that originally surrounded the secret realm was still there, as if it had not been affected by the chaos of heaven and earth.

The scorching air filled the whole world, and Mochen missed this area a little.

But what made him frown and wonder was that the desert was still this desert, but ...... What about the secret realm......?

He looked up and saw a withered horizon, and the waxy sand dunes seemed to stretch to the end of the world without the slightest obstacle.

It's empty, it's empty.

"What about the secret realm? Where is the big secret realm?"

He repeatedly confirmed his location, and it was clearly the place where the secret realm of the emperor family was located, but where did the secret realm come from.

"Bang!" Mo Chen stepped on the sand dune, and the air wave formed directly formed a sand pit with a diameter of dozens of zhang.

He was suspended in mid-air, and the demon yuan in his body converged towards his eyes, and he looked at it carefully again.

"What's that?" he paused, then lunged toward the northwest.

There was a huge pit there, unimaginably large, so much so that even if the ink dust condensed the demon element's eyesight, it would not be able to penetrate the entire pit.

No, it is so huge that it can't be represented by a crater, this is a sinkhole, a sinkhole with a diameter of almost hundreds of thousands of miles, even if an extraterrestrial meteorite falls, it can't be smashed like a huge sinkhole.

Ink dust slowly descended on the edge of the sinkhole, leaning over to pick up some grains of sand from the sinkhole.

"Such a strong aura, a breath of the emperor's family. He pondered and felt the flow of spiritual elements in the sand.

Obviously, at the edge of this sinkhole, there was originally an extremely powerful formation protection, which could be known from the tingling sensation on Mo Chen's fingers alone.

He flew forward again, and the power of the divine soul dispersed step by step, and found that the entire spiritual element remnants were all pointing to the northwest, but these spiritual energy traces only spread a few zhang away, and then completely dissipated.

It shows that this formation is moving.

Suddenly, a shocking thought came to his mind.

"Uncharted...... Gone...... or ...... The secret realm has migrated!??"

This sinkhole is where the Emperor's Secret Realm used to be, and after the entire Emperor's Secret Realm like a small world disappeared, such a sinkhole was formed.

"It's crazy......" Mo Chen didn't believe that the emperor's family was destroyed by evil cultivation.

With the strength of the Emperor Family, even though the evil cultivation is now powerful, with the background of its Holy Blood power and its ethereal means, it is not difficult to survive in this world at all.

In this case, the formation of this sinkhole may only be one reason.

The emperor's family moved, and the entire secret realm was moved away from the original place.

Mo Chen couldn't imagine the energy and strength required for this, but since it was the emperor's family, he would definitely be able to do it.

"With the methods of the emperor family, there will definitely be no clues to expose the route, and now the only way to find the nearest emperor stronghold is to inquire about the specific situation. After Mo Chen settled down and analyzed the current situation thoroughly, he determined a direction again, and then the black hole spread out again until it enveloped his body......

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Miaoling Mountain, the emperor's residence.

The purple formation barrier was like a large bowl that was buckled upside down, completely covering the entire mountain range.

Outside the barrier, there was tumbling magma, rising endless flames.

The flames were different from ordinary flames, showing a strange red color, and the entire magma was obviously blessed by the formation, turning into a moat-like existence.

A large number of disciples of the imperial family are constantly busy, carrying a large number of goods and spirit stones, but the most of them is the reserve of spirit rice.

After all, no matter what force they are in, there are still the largest number of ordinary people and human-level cultivators, and they can't be convinced, they all need to eat.

The ink dust landed in the station, and he still kept the emperor's family lineage order that the emperor wind chime gave him at the beginning, so he was not hindered in any way.

Patting the dust on his body, Mo Chen put away his coercion, strode through the crowd, and walked towards the attic group deep in the station.

It's just that on the way to meet him, an old man with gray hair happened to come by.

Not only that, but the clothes worn by the old man were also neat white rags, and the strange thing was that he was unusually neat and orderly.

There were two older and one little girls beside him.

The eldest looks fifteen or sixteen years old, and the younger one is estimated to be only six or seven years old, all wearing black folded short skirts, and a pair of black cloth shoes set off the snow-white and beautiful skin.

Seeing Mo Chen, the old man's footsteps paused slightly, his eyes showed doubt, and his eyes scanned Mo Chen's face several times in a row.

Mo Chen also felt a subtle familiarity from him, but he didn't pay much attention to it, just nodded at the old man kindly, and walked on.