Chapter 92: Entering the Secret Realm!

Undersea Dragon Palace.

Yang Ye wore only a pair of shorts, his fists clenched tightly.

“Open!”

Suddenly, Yang Ye opened his mouth and let out a cold shout.

A gust of wind echoed, and a dark light flashed across Yang Ye’s body.

When the light faded, he was clad in a suit of black armor.

Solar Blaze Armor!

It was Yang Ye’s first time wearing a full suit of armor.

The armor consisted of fifteen parts: helmet, pauldrons, breastplate, skirt armor, arm guards, bracers, gloves, leg guards, and battle boots.

Once donned, the visor of the helmet descended, encasing Yang Ye completely within the armor.

“Husband, you look so majestic in the Solar Blaze Armor!”

Standing to the side, Long Xiaoqing exclaimed excitedly.

“Hehe! Is that so?” Yang Ye replied with a smile.

“Yes!” Long Xiaoqing nodded earnestly.

The moment Yang Ye donned the full armor, his entire strength surged wildly into it.

Within moments, the armor absorbed a third of the power of his black hole.

“Young Master, let’s begin!” Steward Mu gestured for Yang Ye to proceed, his tone calm.

Yang Ye’s figure flashed, instantly appearing before Steward Mu, throwing a punch.

Steward Mu sidestepped, then, as if teleporting, appeared behind Yang Ye and struck his back with a palm.

A dull thud echoed; Yang Ye was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

He rolled over, climbed back up, and charged at Steward Mu again.

Thud… thud… thud…

Yang Ye was knocked down repeatedly, only to rise immediately each time.

This continued for three hours until Yang Ye could no longer endure. He willed his thoughts.

A gust of wind sounded—

After the gust, the Solar Blaze Armor vanished from Yang Ye’s body.

“The strength I used is comparable to a late-stage Milky Way cultivator’s speed and power. With Solar Blaze Armor, you should have no trouble surviving the trial,” Steward Mu said calmly, regarding the panting Yang Ye.

Yang Ye frowned. “Surviving isn’t enough. I need to win with ease!”

With that, he took out a stellar-grade beast core and swallowed it.

After more than ten minutes, having absorbed the energy from the beast core, Yang Ye donned the Solar Blaze Armor once more and addressed Steward Mu, “Again!”

Three hours later, Yang Ye was forced to stop again.

“Success! Success!” Nezha’s excited shout rang out as Yang Ye removed the armor.

Yang Ye turned to see Nezha running over, holding a tube filled with blue liquid.

“Master, I’ve finally succeeded in creating Super 102!” Nezha said, beaming.

“That’s wonderful!” Yang Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead and took the transparent tube from Nezha.

“Master, this formula is designed specifically for ordinary people. After use, paired with cultivation techniques, it should easily open up the star sea within the body, eventually allowing a breakthrough to the stellar realm. However, it may take some time,” Nezha explained.

“Husband, leave this to me!” Long Xiaoqing said, snatching the tube from Yang Ye and pulling Nezha toward the palace entrance.

“Xiaoqing, be careful…” Yang Ye called after her.

Long Xiaoqing waved her hand. “Don’t worry! I’ll test it on someone first, then give it to sister and brother-in-law!”

Yang Ye watched Long Xiaoqing leave, feeling envious once again—dragons hardly needed any training…

He sighed, then took another stellar beast core from his storage ring and swallowed it.

…

Inside the Dragon Palace, Yang Ye endured a period of monotonous hardship.

Aside from sleeping and eating, he wore the Solar Blaze Armor every day and sparred with Steward Mu.

During this process, Yang Ye’s progress was rapid.

He had grown accustomed to such days, barely noticing the passage of time.

Boom! Boom!

Yang Ye struck Steward Mu with two punches, forcing him back, then paused.

Steward Mu glanced upward; the sun was already slanting toward the west.

“Young Master, today is June fourth. It’s five in the afternoon. In seven hours, the entrance to the secret realm will close,” Steward Mu reminded Yang Ye, seeing his lingering enthusiasm.

“Time flies!” Yang Ye remarked, then said, “Steward Mu, thank you for your efforts these past days.”

“Young Master is too polite. It’s my duty,” Steward Mu replied calmly.

“In seven hours, I’ll be inside the secret realm, emerging only after three years. If possible, Steward Mu, please watch over my sister,” Yang Ye requested hesitantly.

He felt this was an unreasonable request for Steward Mu.

To his surprise, Steward Mu nodded. “Young Master, rest assured! I certainly will.”

After expressing his gratitude, Yang Ye stored away the Solar Blaze Armor, bathed in the stone palace, and changed into a clean black suit.

He didn’t leave the Dragon Palace immediately; instead, he went to the treasury and stored all the weapons from the armory into his storage ring.

…

After Yang Ye left, Steward Mu returned to his room and addressed the mirror calmly, “Master, Young Master and Miss are about to enter the secret realm and won’t emerge for three years. When the time comes, I’ll enter the realm as needed to protect Miss…”

“No need!” A booming voice interrupted before Steward Mu could finish.

“Yes!” Steward Mu bowed.

The booming voice sounded again from the mirror, “With Xiaoqing and Yang Ye’s fighting abilities, the mechanisms in the secret realm won’t trouble them. As for the trial, they should pass easily. When they return, pass this technique to Xiaoqing and Yang Ye.”

As the voice faded, the mirror rippled like water. A rectangular, rune-engraved, jade-like thin sheet flew out.

Steward Mu caught it, didn’t even look at it, and stored it in his internal space, bowing, “Yes, Master.”

…

Yang Ye returned to the summer estate outside the capital and found Long Xiaoqing had already gathered her subordinates.

“Wang Ping!” Yang Ye called calmly.

Wang Ping, radiating charm, stepped out from the ranks. “At your command, Chief Ye.”

Yang Ye said, “You won’t be joining the secret realm this time. Select four others to stay behind. When those elders bring their young ones out of the secret realm, they’re bound to stir up trouble while I’m away. You must deal with them all.”

“Yes!” Wang Ping replied without hesitation.

After Yang Ye and Long Xiaoqing had dinner with his sister and Bai Haotian, they rested briefly. Then, together with Long Xiaoqing, Nezha, and thirty subordinates, they entered the secret realm through a black portal.