“Please enlighten me!” Gu Yun wanted to know more, but the humanoid figure took a step forward, about to merge back into the Great Dao Treasure Vase.
For whom was this Heaven Seed prepared, requiring such cultivation? It was utterly terrifying!
Behind them, a group of prodigies burned with desire. Today had been filled with shocking twists, and the revelations were too staggering, leaving their hearts in turmoil.
“Why can’t we obtain this Heaven Seed?” Lü Tuo said.
Many shared his sentiment—Yao Yue, Wang Xi, and the elites of the Immortal Academy all had blazing eyes. Even the Ten Crown King, who possessed a sapling of the World Tree, found it hard to remain calm.
Shi Hao, meanwhile, activated his Heavenly Eye, staring intently at the Great Dao Treasure Vase.
A cold snort echoed. The hazy humanoid figure turned back, casting them one final indifferent glance. “Cease your delusions. This seed is beyond your reach. Know your place and strive within the mortal realm.”
His aloof demeanor, his utter disregard, stung the pride of these prodigies.
The Banished Immortal, Shi Hao, and the other geniuses of both academies—who among them wasn’t a dragon among men, a peerless talent? Yet this figure dismissed them with mere words, as if they were unworthy.
His meaning was clear—they were not fit to possess the Heaven Seed!
Was it their talent that fell short, or their status? The thought gnawed at them, leaving them desperate to know who could possibly be deemed worthy.
“Leave now,” the figure commanded coldly, his tone final. With that, he merged into the Great Dao Treasure Vase, becoming nothing more than a fading imprint.
And likely, he would never emerge again—his mark was nearly obliterated, leaving only the faintest trace.
On the Great Dao Treasure Vase, the mother root burned away entirely, reduced to ashes without a single remnant.
“This is unbearable! Why can’t we contend for it? We’ve come so far, the Heaven Seed within reach, only to be told it’s reserved for another—and worse, to be scorned!” fumed an elite from the Immortal Academy.
“Can you even take it by force?” another sighed.
Many fell silent. The Great Dao Treasure Vase was fearsome, sealing within it a royal from the foreign realm. Any attempt to seize it would invite calamity.
“Let it go. That seed was cultivated over eons for someone else’s grand design. If such a family or power exists, we cannot afford to provoke them,” someone consoled themselves.
“I wonder whose young master it is—some greenhouse sprout, no doubt. I long for the day we cross paths!” another sneered.
Many shook their heads, knowing such forces were beyond their reach.
The humanoid figure had spoken of standing above the mortal realm, untouchable and inscrutable—perhaps hailing from the same place as the Guardians.
Gu Yun stood frozen, staring at the Great Dao Treasure Vase without a word.
“Red Fur, come here!” Shi Hao shouted. With the Heaven Seed out of reach, he turned his attention to the crimson-haired creature.
The red-haired being, a royal elite from the foreign realm, seethed with rage, his eyes flashing murderously. If not for his earlier injuries, he would have lunged immediately.
“I will devour your soul!” he snarled.
“Die!” Shi Hao struck from afar, unleashing the Thunder Emperor’s technique. Dark clouds surged, carrying an ocean of lightning that tore through the void.
Crack!
Arcs of lightning split the sky, descending in a blinding deluge.
“Curse you! If I survive, I will hunt you down!” the red-haired creature roared before leaping into the Great Dao Treasure Vase.
With no escape and surrounded by hostile prodigies, he had no choice.
A bloody light enveloped him as he vanished into the vase.
“A suicide? Reduced to ashes in an instant!” someone mocked.
Escaping the Great Dao Treasure Vase was near impossible. His return was akin to seeking death.
Silence reclaimed the battlefield. The shattered mountains, scattered ashes, and the now-stone-like Great Dao Treasure Vase stood desolate.
Gu Yun remained motionless, lost in thought.
The others were equally subdued, their disappointment palpable. To fight so hard and gain nothing—denied the Heaven Seed—left them seething with frustration.
“That Gu Yun seemed to collude with the foreign creatures!” someone hissed, eyes glinting coldly.
Another intervened, “Let it be. He’s a descendant of the Guardians. Killing him would bring dire consequences. Report his actions to the elders and let them decide.”
Soon, the group retreated, exiting through the stone wall.
They continued searching the region for divine herbs and spiritual treasures, but their gains were meager—the remaining rare herbs had long fled.
Upon their return, the elders of both academies listened to their tale, their expressions shifting between shock and unease.
“Such a place existed, all to nurture a single Heaven Seed?” one elder muttered, deeply unsettled.
The thought of a seed cultivated over countless eras—how powerful must it be? Who could command such resources?
The elders shuddered, their confidence wavering.
“Fear not. The so-called supreme Heaven Seed doesn’t guarantee invincibility. I believe among you, some can transcend and achieve true supremacy. If you ever face its bearer, defeating them with an imperfect seed would crown you as a true Supreme (supreme)!” one elder declared.
His words, though meant to inspire, struck a chord. Many felt their blood ignite with renewed determination.
“Besides, you may yet find flawless seeds. The Ten Crown King holds a World Tree sapling, and others may stumble upon greater fortunes ahead!”
The mention of the Ten Crown King’s treasure sparked envy.
“Move out!”
They left the ancient land, exiting the protection of the Reverse Five Elements Formation.
The Immortal Academy and Heavenly Deity Institute parted ways, each scouring the Five Elements Continent for seeds in the days that followed.
Shi Hao and Qing Yi ventured deep into mystical lands, gathering seeds of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—completing a set of five.
Of course, possessing five seeds didn’t equate to forging a Five Elements Immortal Seed—such alchemy was beyond reach. Yet their luck was undeniable.
Days later, excitement spread. The continent’s dense elemental energies yielded rare treasures and materials, though for elites like Lü Tuo and the Banished Immortal, only a perfect seed would suffice.
“Boom!”
The earth quaked, golden light flooding the sky.
“The Quasi-World Tree is departing!” an elder bellowed.
The golden ancient tree swayed, its leaves cradling suns, moons, and stars, radiating immense vitality.
It seemed to be recreating the cosmos!
Chaos mist thickened around it. Having absorbed the land’s elemental essence, it evolved further, inching closer to becoming a true World Tree.
“Follow it! Its path leads to sacred lands!” the Second Elder urged.
The Immortal Academy’s warship joined the pursuit.
The golden tree uprooted itself, tearing through the heavens with staggering momentum, shaking the firmament and dislodging stars.
Their next destination was another paradise—a realm woven from divine clouds and Dao runes.
But upon arrival, they realized it wasn’t a physical land but a construct of world rules—a domain of laws.
“Law Seeds!”
Someone shrieked in excitement, spotting a tree laden with fruits—each a manifestation of Dao laws!
“Alas, not the Myriad Dao Tree. If it were, it could rival the Universe Embryo Seed or the World Tree sapling,” another lamented.
Legends spoke of the Myriad Dao Tree, bearing ten thousand fruits, each embodying a different Dao—a true incarnation of the cosmos’s laws.
Such a treasure was the stuff of dreams.
The tree before them bore dozens of fruits, already a marvel. They swiftly harvested them all.
Over twenty days, they scoured the realm, sensing profound Dao auras. Some elders suspected the Myriad Dao Tree might truly exist here.
“Found it! A floating island in the western extremity—a tree flickers in and out of a void rift, laden with fruits!”
The news spread like wildfire. The crowd surged westward.
An island hovered above the rules, wreathed in thunder, yin mist, solar flames, and myriad celestial phenomena.
None could approach, repelled by the laws.
Through glimpses, they spotted a peculiar zone at the island’s heart—a tree hidden in the void rift, its form defying the world’s rules.
A tree, heavy with fruits of varying shapes!
“Resembling a tea tree, yet bearing Dao fruits—could this be the Myriad Dao Tree?” someone gasped. Even a fleeting glance suggested thousands of fruits.
“Wait!” The Second Elder stiffened.
“There’s a person there!”
The prodigies’ hearts lurched. Within the void rift, near the Myriad Dao Tree, sat an ancient figure—bound in rusted chains, his shoulders pierced, locked in place!
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