"Thud," he fell to his knees on the ground, cold sweat pouring from his forehead.
"Pre... predecessor, spare me..."
He struggled to squeeze out a few words, feeling as if a mountain were crushing his shoulders.
Gu Sheng withdrew his pressure and spoke blandly.
"Open the Secret Realm."
The martial artist crawled up, trembling, not daring to meet Gu Sheng's eyes.
"Returning to predecessor, the ancestor... he just left..."
"I said, open the Secret Realm."
Gu Sheng repeated, his tone alarmingly calm.
The martial artist gulped, catching a glimpse of a faint glow of dark green circulating in Gu Sheng's sleeve, immediately recalling the rumors from the city earlier, scared out of his wits.
He had no doubt that if he dared utter half a word more, he'd turn into a dried corpse in an instant.
"Yes... yes! I will open it right away!"
He hurriedly pulled out a jade token, trembling as he pressed it against the stone stele at the entrance of the Secret Realm.
