The golden colossus tree stretched between heaven and earth, its infinite golden leaves each capable of cradling the sun, moon, and stars—what a magnificent sight it was!
Everyone was stunned. No matter how they looked at it, this seemed like a World Tree!
“Am I seeing this right? An ancient tree that cleaved the heavens and earth, its branches laden with endless celestial bodies—could this be the legendary Supreme Mother Tree?”
Someone swallowed hard, eyes burning with desire, their words nearly stumbling. Many felt an overwhelming urge to claim this tree for themselves.
A tree like this, refined over billions of years, saturated with the essence of heaven and earth—if one could truly possess it, even if the universe itself were to collapse, they would fear nothing.
This was creation, the forging of a realm, evolving into a flawless, boundless cosmos!
“Whoosh!”
Someone dashed out from the warship, sensing a great opportunity. Though perilous, success might elevate them to become one of the most formidable beings in history.
Several figures leaped from the warship, charging into the void rift, vaulting toward the golden colossus tree, intent on reaching its crown.
The elders did not stop them. They, too, were astounded, eager to confirm whether this was indeed the World Tree, for the implications were too vast!
Misty primordial energy and golden radiance cascaded down, freezing those figures mid-air. Unable to advance, their bodies trembled violently before shattering inch by inch.
“Pfft!”
Blood blossomed, crimson mist rising in a ghastly haze. The figures vanished, utterly annihilated in body and soul.
A chill ran down everyone’s spines, forcing them back involuntarily. This ancient tree was no easy prize—it was eerily sinister, capable of killing without a trace!
“Just as the legends say, it’s evolving, with the potential to become a World Tree!” The Second Elder’s expression was grave, his words revealing much. This tree was not yet fully mature, still on its path of evolution.
“In ancient times, some trees reached this stage, but nine out of ten failed. This one may not succeed either,” the Fifth Elder remarked.
“What defines success?” Shi Hao asked. He was no stranger to this tree—he had once fought upon its branches.
In the past, he and the Little Pagoda had stormed Mount Bujie, rescuing the Undying Being. During that time, he had entered a strange space and witnessed the golden sun tree—this very one.
Later, the tree, along with the World Stone, ascended to the Upper Realm, rumored to have gone to the “Star Grave.” Yet, no trace of it was found in the Three Thousand Provinces.
“When it truly becomes a World Tree, it will no longer look like this. It will cleave heaven and earth, omnipotent, and host living beings—True Dragons, Kun Peng, and the like!” the Fourth Elder explained.
The crowd was dumbfounded. Only beings like True Dragons would be worthy of dwelling upon such a tree.
“Before it succeeds, the most supreme beings will ascend to aid it in weathering calamities,” another elder added.
These calamities were not just heavenly tribulations—other creatures, natural adversaries of the World Tree, would attack. Its inhabitants would then help fend them off.
Shi Hao never expected to encounter the golden tree again here. Could it be that the so-called Star Grave was connected to the Boundary Grave, allowing the tree to arrive?
“Any ancient tree aspiring to become a World Tree will usually come to the Boundary Grave, absorbing imprints from countless shattered realms to accelerate its evolution,” the Second Elder said.
“Look! There’s a living being—a woman!” someone suddenly exclaimed, using Heavenly Eye to spot a wondrous sight atop the tree’s crown.
There lay a pitch-black, weighty World Stone, a primordial hall shrouded in chaos, and a woman bathed in golden radiance.
Upon the crown bloomed a dazzling divine flower, borne by the golden tree. Seated within was a woman of indescribable purity, bathed in golden light.
Her golden hair blazed like fire, radiant beyond compare. Her skin was as flawless as mutton-fat jade, her long lashes slightly curled as she sat with closed eyes.
Clad in a gossamer dress, her figure was slender and graceful, her curves flawless, her beauty peerless—as if the heavens’ most perfect masterpiece.
Undoubtedly, she was a peerless beauty, with golden wings at her back, seated within the flower of the quasi-World Tree, exuding an ethereal, transcendent grace.
This naturally caused an uproar—the World Tree already had inhabitants!
Shi Hao’s expression shifted. He had seen this woman before—when the golden flower of the sun tree bloomed, he had witnessed her emergence.
She was still here, never having left!
With a flicker, her eyes opened—pure and flawless at first, then deep as the starry sky, a contradictory aura shifting rapidly.
She gazed at the crowd, then fixed her eyes on Shi Hao, offering a faint smile—simple yet devastatingly beautiful, enough to stir hearts.
On the silver warship, aside from the elders, most were young and full of vigor. In that instant, many hearts raced wildly, deeply affected.
“She smiled at me!” someone whispered excitedly.
“No, it was at me!” another argued.
The elders frowned, coldly huffing, silencing the crowd. Some sharp-eyed individuals noticed the woman’s smile was directed at Shi Hao, sparking astonishment.
“Can we keep this tree?” an elder asked. Even they, powerful as they were, had no confidence in subduing it.
“Difficult. Interfering would slow its evolution. More importantly, we likely can’t contain it,” the Second Elder replied.
A tree at this stage had already mastered the laws of heaven and earth. If provoked, even the mightiest beings would suffer.
“How could such a colossal tree be used as a seed?” Princess Yao Yue muttered. Who could merge with it? This was no sapling—it was far too immense.
An elder nodded. “Unless it undergoes nirvana, reverting to a seedling, it’s useless to you all.”
Just then, the void rift blurred. The World Tree was moving, preparing to traverse the shattered realms.
The Second Elder made a decisive, risky call: “Follow it!”
“Too dangerous!” an elder objected.
“There’s peril, but also unparalleled opportunity. It’s evolving, seeking realms of creation. If we trail it, we may gather supreme Dao Seeds!”
The golden tree journeyed, crossing vast lands. Along the way, they witnessed strange sights—fields of mysterious graves, divine skeletons larger than stars, lifeless yet vibrant cosmic flower seas…
Suddenly, the tree halted, descending upon an unfathomably vast land, stretching beyond sight.
This was a continent, as if condensed from the cosmos, boundless and brimming with five elemental energies, manifesting as five-colored divine light soaring skyward.
“The Land of Five Elements!” an elder exclaimed.
The continent stretched endlessly, woven from five hues representing the elements.
In some places, earthy yellow qi surged like waves. Elsewhere, azure expanses shimmered like seas, breathtakingly beautiful. Verdant regions teemed with life, fresh and vibrant.
Metal, wood, water, fire, earth—none were absent here. They fused and flowed as primal energies, embodying the ultimate origins of the Dao, vast and boundless.
The quasi-World Tree rooted itself here, greedily absorbing the five qi. Its glow pulsed—gentle, fierce, serene—in constant flux.
“Here lie the rarest Five Elements Seeds, each corresponding to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—and not in scant numbers! With luck, one may obtain them!” the Third Elder said excitedly.
The silver warship descended, losing balance and crashing onto the Five Elements Continent, sending up dazzling five-colored light.
“Be cautious. This ancient land is shrouded in mystery, inaccessible to most, filled with oddities. Do not take it lightly!” an elder warned.
All disciples disembarked, ready to advance.
Suddenly, the ground beneath Xuan Kun collapsed, plunging him into a fiery crimson cavern where flames roared and immortal mist billowed.
“Heavens! A Fire Seed!” someone cried.
As Xuan Kun fell, a seed within the cavern stirred, attempting to flee—only to be ensnared by the three immortal qi he unleashed.
None expected such swift fortune—a rare Fire Seed captured upon arrival!
Elated, the group scattered, each seeking their own destiny.
The Second Elder murmured, “Perhaps a great fortune truly awaits. Legends say this land nurtures a flawless Five Elements Immortal Seed, rivaling the Seed of a Nascent Universe!”
“Listen well! Here lies the mightiest seed in history. Seize this chance!” the Third Elder bellowed.
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