"The other three locations remain unknown.

"Disaster North River, Wind Devouring Valley, and the 'Chamber' in Blue Abyss have already been controlled by Xiao Jing. The area beneath the Holy Tree is still safe for now.

"At the same time, the Main Helm of the Hundred Demons Sect and the passage to the Four Continents are located in these three places."

Lin Feng waved his hand, transforming spiritual qi to manifest an ancient Primordial worshiped figure.

It was a Giant Ape with eight arms.

Its face appeared normal, but what was unique was the hollow at the center of each of its palms.

"This is the Cloud Wan Li. The hollows between its hands can allow people and objects to pass through, regardless of the distance, unhindered.

"Xiao Jing discovered the Cloud Wan Li stone corpse shattered to pieces and placed its hands at the Main Helm in outer space and those three locations as a Teleportation Array.

"Since it's connected to outer space, near these hands as well..." Lin Feng momentarily hesitated, unsure how to properly describe the phenomenon.

Zhang Ze chimed in, "It's like a celestial barrier, right?

"Because these hands are infused with that strange power from outer space, we couldn't find that place.

"It's also why the Hundred Demons Sect's elders and special envoys, who were bestowed during their travels, forget the memory of the Main Helm after returning."

"Exactly." Lin Feng nodded.

"By sheer chance, I happened upon the restriction and triggered it. I... Brother, aren't you curious to ask more?"

Clearly, this adventure, even in Lin Feng's view, was a thrilling escapade of wisdom and courage, narrowly escaping death several times.

However, he noticed Zhang Ze seemed distracted, seemingly preoccupied with other thoughts.

Zhang Ze snapped out of it, seeing Lin Feng's gaze, and quickly waved his hand.

"Brother Feng, amazing, truly worthy of being Brother Feng. I'm just used to it, thinking it's not surprising when you delve into any restriction secret realm. Keep going, I'm listening."

Lin Feng, "..."

By Zhang Ze's words, Lin Feng suddenly felt boasting was somewhat pointless, so he continued.

"Of the seven 'Chambers' in Xiao Jing's plan, controlling only three is sufficient, having more would only make the plan more secure.

Lin Feng looked at the arm lying quietly inside the [Cyan Lotus Dust].

"This arm is prepared as a weapon for the Western Barbarians Holy Tree. It hides an evil entity inside. Once infused into it, the 'Chamber' beneath the Holy Tree can be controlled as well.

"Whether successful or not, it can bind the Barbarian Race to prevent them from disrupting the plan."

With a wave of his hand, Lin Feng used spiritual qi to form an evil entity resembling a ghost.

Like a condensed swirl of cyan smoke, it had no fixed shape or eyes, nor any discernable vulnerabilities.

Lin Feng, "This thing, even if reduced to a strand, can eventually regenerate. Like real smoke, it can venture into any place.

"As I was about to return to the Four Continents, it suddenly awoke and fought me for control of the arm. Luckily, it couldn't completely overpower me, so I sent this arm flying to Chang State.

"It fell into this Secret Realm, but I see this realm as a prison, perfect for confining it, as long as... hmm? What's with your expression, Brother?"

Lin Feng suddenly noticed Zhang Ze's peculiar expression.

Zhang Ze sighed, "This isn't a prison... This place has a ninety-seven percent chance of being the 'Chamber' you mentioned.

"We're right beneath the Holy Tree."

Lin Feng, "..."

"Don't panic. The evil entity inside the arm can't even kill you; it can only vie for control. It means its power isn't strong, just bizarre.

"And here..."

Zhang Ze recalled the Horror Saint.

"With someone like the Horror Saint present, it should be safe temporarily. After all, "Words of Thunder" says to respect spirits from a distance."

The not-so-fond-of-studying Lin Feng asked, "What does that mean?"

Zhang Ze, "It means, you spirits, wise up. I offer you a way out; you should show me respect, bow your heads, and then leave, or else I'll kill you within three days."

Lin Feng, "Is this right? How come there are so many extra words?"

Zhang Ze, "Don't mind the details."

Lin Feng, "..."

Zhang Ze waved his hand, "Forget it, let's not dwell on this. Even if there aren't those big dinosaurs, as long as our brothers are here, that evil entity can't cause any trouble.

"I have some thoughts about that 'Chamber.' I suspect Li brought us here."

Lin Feng was taken aback by this, "Li? What Li, how does your little fat Dragon relate to this?"

Zhang Ze, "?

"Did you not realize you bumped into something?"

Lin Feng looked up at the ceiling of Cyan Lotus Dust, "So that thing was Li... I thought it was deceleration on the sand beach..."

Zhang Ze was speechless, "You suddenly dragged me to Chang State and started talking to me, didn't you suspect anything?"

Lin Feng was innocent, "Is this... unusual? Miracles happening at critical moments is quite normal, isn't it?"

Zhang Ze, "..."

Forget it, can't communicate with such carefree Immortal Cultivation protagonists.

Inside Cyan Lotus Dust, it got quiet for a moment.

Yet Zhang Ze mused over the matter of Li.

Li seemed intricately connected to this Dinosaur Secret Realm.

If Brother Feng hadn't bumped into Li, he probably wouldn't be dragged to this place.

Perhaps long since landed successfully, he might've already returned to Sword Sect, wearing a red flower, commended as the top disciple of the century.

The one who brought Brother Feng here wasn't that arm, but the collided Li.

'So, is this considered another world reincarnation? Bringing the driver and luck across together.'

But speaking of which, Zhang Ze didn't recall back when watching "Walking with Dinosaurs" if any dragon looked like a square pig...