Chapter 660 Break In

• “Master!” The young Taoist saw Voidgreen fail to block even a single strike, his face drained, and he stepped forward. He stared at Damon King, who looked like a god of war, rattled and uneasy. Damon didn’t even glance his way. He didn’t draw his sword either—just swept his hand, qi surging, and slapped him aside. Then he strode straight toward Voidgreen and Cloudcliff. “Mr. King, outsiders can’t enter the Kunlun Secret Realm on their own!” A voice drifted in, low and calm. It was Yim Chongyu. Seeing Damon’s killing intent boil over, he had weighed the odds, then stepped out and spoke. Damon halted, turned to him, eyes cold as ice. Under that gaze, Yim’s heart clenched. He hurried on, “Even for us, to return to the Secret Realm, we have to use a specific method.” “What method?” Damon asked. “Two-World Incense, and a special guiding talisman.” “With those two, we notify the guide inside the Secret Realm that we’re coming back. Only then will the realm open.” “Where are they?” Damon asked. “Only Voidgreen has the Two-World Incense. Lighting it requires a secret technique—he’s the only one who can do it. Once the incense burns, it means he’s given his approval.” Yim said, “As for the guiding talisman, I have one on me. It proves my identity. When I cast it, it shows I’m returning to the Secret Realm.” “Hand it over.” Damon’s tone left no room for argument. “You can’t use the talisman.” Yim said, “It only works for its owner.” “What are you getting at?” Damon snapped, losing patience. “Mr. King, maybe sheathe your sword first. Dial down the pressure.” Yim gave a bitter smile. “Let me explain.” Damon didn’t lower his blade. His feral aura flared hotter, his killing intent even sharper. “The talisman is like a ticket at a venue. If the ticket doesn’t match the holder, the door won’t open.” Yim said helplessly, “You don’t have your own talisman. If you want into the Secret Realm, there’s only one way—someone who can open the passage has to take you in.” “It’s like the chosen trials. Every chosen prodigy is escorted into the Secret Realm by an elder from the Academy.” Damon’s voice went cold. “You mean we have to alarm an Academy elder?” “That’s right.” Yim said, “Only the chosen elders inside the Secret Realm have that level of skill and authority.” “It’s simple enough. Take Voidgreen and Cloudcliff and head to the White Jade Platform. Light three sticks of Two-World Incense at the same time.” “Three at once, not just one, signals an emergency outside—powerful enemies attacking, Kunlun’s Outer Courtyard unable to cope. A master will descend from the Secret Realm.” Damon eased his pressure, still holding his sword. “You could’ve just said that.” “Once this happens, Voidgreen and Cloudcliff will bear heavy responsibility. They’ll be punished hard. They won’t agree unless forced.” Yim said, “But you’re set on this, Mr. King. No talking you down. I can only say it for them, so they suffer less.” “But I have to warn you: the moment you do this, the Kunlun Secret Realm will mark you as an invading enemy. When an Academy elder descends, they’ll likely try to kill you first thing.” “And odds are, it’ll be a Golden Core powerhouse.” Damon nodded. “I know. Let’s do it.” With that, he turned toward Voidgreen. “Senior Voidgreen, better cooperate with Mr. King before you make him mad.” Yim called to him. Voidgreen’s wounds weren’t as bad as Cloudcliff’s. He was already on his feet and had heard every word between Yim and Damon. He gave a wry smile now. “I’ve only guarded the Kunlun Outer Courtyard for a few months, and I’ve already failed like this. The punishment will be severe.” “It’s just punishment, Senior,” Yim urged. “Better than losing your life, right? Besides, Mr. King is crazy strong. This isn’t all on you.” Damon glanced at Yim, feeling the man’s stance was oddly placed. Or maybe he was overthinking it. Maybe Yim just knew his limits and decided to openly summon stronger help. That suited Damon fine. If outsiders couldn’t enter the Secret Realm, this was the only path. Before he saw Anya Anson, he wouldn’t back down an inch. As for the danger of facing a Golden Core master—he’d already counted on it. He felt no fear. “Alright then.” Voidgreen sighed. “Mr. King, wait here. I’ll get the incense.” “But think this through. The moment the three sticks burn together, you’ll be marked as a major invader of Kunlun. The Secret Realm will stop at nothing to kill you.” Damon said coolly, “Don’t ramble. I don’t want to kill anyone.” Voidgreen shook his head, helpless, then turned into the hall. “Just a moment.” Damon didn’t worry. Voidgreen was basically Kunlun’s doorman for the Outer Courtyard. Guarding this place was his job. He had nowhere to run. And Cloudcliff and the others were still here. Sure enough, Voidgreen soon returned, holding three incense sticks. Each one was thick as a child’s arm, covered in special runes. So this was the Two-World Incense? “King, you dare act wild at Kunlun—you’ll die a horrible death!” Cloudcliff had recovered a bit. With the young Taoist supporting him, he glared at Damon, spitting venom. “Kunlun has stood for over two thousand years. No one as arrogant and stupid as you has ever shown up.” Damon gave him a sideways look. “If you don’t want to die, shut up. I’m going to face your Secret Realm’s big shots anyway. Killing you first is no big deal.” Cloudcliff’s face stiffened. He ground his teeth, ready to snap back—but swallowed the words at the last second. He didn’t dare bet that Damon wouldn’t actually kill him. “This way.” Voidgreen had made up his mind. He moved ahead, calm now, leading the path. “Only at a specific spot can we light the Two-World Incense and have the Guiding Hall inside the realm sense it,” Yim said as he walked shoulder to shoulder with Damon, offering an explanation. Damon didn’t comment. They climbed northwest above the bamboo grove, higher up the mountain. Yim kept talking. “Honestly, Mr. King, if you trust me, you could wait here. I can pass your message inside.” Damon blinked, surprised, and looked at him again, more intrigued. “For someone your age to have this level of power—it’s extraordinary. It’s a shame you didn’t join the Kunlun Chosen,” Yim said. “If we can avoid fighting, that’s good for you and good for Kunlun.” “Why are you doing this?” Damon asked. Yim smiled. “Half a month ago, someone you know already entered the Kunlun Secret Realm.” “Wu Chaohui?” Damon asked. “That’s him. He told me you might show up soon,” Yim said. “So why not consider my offer?” “No need.” Damon shut him down without a flicker of emotion.