A single immortal herb, a longevity tree rarely seen in the world!
Shi Hao watched from afar, practically drooling—though he couldn’t, given his current skeletal state.
Only at this moment did he realize something startling—even without a physical body, he could still smell its fragrance, refreshing and invigorating. Truly, this immortal herb was extraordinary.
Clearly, its effects were spiritual, resonating with his very soul. This “fragrance” could penetrate the depths of one’s spirit!
No wonder it could grant longevity, even ascension to immortality. This herb could catalyze the evolution of the soul, not just physical rebirth, enabling a cultivator to undergo comprehensive transformation.
Shi Hao understood now. Ordinary herbs were ingested, but this one could likely be “devoured” by the soul itself.
The immortal tree should have grown deep within the Burial Domain, planted at the doorstep of an unrivaled Burial King, rooted beside a grand tomb. How had it suddenly escaped? This was indeed something to ponder.
“I see now—there must be war in the depths of the Burial Domain. The world is about to plunge into chaos!” The female Burial Guard suddenly paled.
“Is it really that serious?” Shi Hao asked.
“Of course!” Her expression darkened, her jade-like face etched with worry and fear.
According to her, Burial Guards typically remained in slumber, where eons were but numbers, meaningless to them.
Many Burial Guards never once left their tombs, spending their entire existence in deep sleep, accumulating power—for to be buried beneath the earth was their very method of cultivation!
The Burial Domain was usually deathly silent, devoid of life, just as the outside world perceived it—desolate, like the end of existence itself.
Thus, stillness and silence were their natural state.
But if war were to erupt, it was unimaginable. The tranquility of the Burial Domain would shatter. How many ancient tombs would crack open? How many Burial Guards would be swept into the chaos? No one could tally the numbers.
Even they themselves had no idea how many warriors their kind possessed—it was simply beyond counting!
Shi Hao was stunned. The Burial Guards didn’t even know how many experts they had among them?
At the same time, he realized just how terrifying this race was—undoubtedly, they birthed supreme powerhouses, beings so formidable that even Yu Tuo and An Lan would fear them. Otherwise, the Burial Domain would have long been plundered.
“The Ancient Burial Zone is so mysterious that even its own people don’t know its depths?”
“Once, a peerless Burial Guard sought to unify a certain burial land. But beneath his grand tomb, cracks appeared, revealing a black abyss beneath the earth,” the female Burial Guard casually recounted.
When the abyss opened, several ancient tombs were exposed. From one of them emerged an ancient Burial Guard, who seized the nearly invincible conqueror and dragged him into the depths.
Shi Hao was dumbfounded. The Ancient Burial Zone truly defied comprehension.
“Even we don’t know how many secrets lie beneath, how many layers the Burial Lands have, or how many epochs they span,” the female Burial Guard admitted.
Shi Hao was taken aback, but now wasn’t the time for reflection. His goal was to capture the immortal herb—learning this much was already a boon. The female Burial Guard was unwilling to divulge more.
“Can we catch it?” Shi Hao asked, intending to join forces with her to subdue the longevity tree and claim it.
“Extremely difficult. This immortal herb can vanish into the earth at will, flee with the wind, and traverse the void. No restrictions or barriers can hold it—it’s nearly impossible to capture,” she shook her head.
Shi Hao plotted with her, planning to approach stealthily before striking suddenly.
Of course, they prepared some treasures and formations. Even if the herb could break through restrictions, it was worth a try—perhaps they could hinder it.
“The immortal herb’s vigilance is too high. It possesses an innate spiritual sensitivity—it will sense our intent before we even act,” she warned.
She offered Shi Hao some advice, such as the exhaustion method—relentlessly pursuing it until it was too weary to escape.
She didn’t believe Shi Hao could succeed now, even though the distance wasn’t great.
“I refuse to believe it. At this range, I can seal this very heaven and earth—how could I fail to catch it?” Shi Hao scoffed.
With all preparations in place, they crept closer. He felt confident.
“Immortal herbs are inherently spiritual. They never root themselves in ordinary places. This altar was once the meditation site of an unrivaled Burial Guard—do not underestimate it,” the girl cautioned.
Shi Hao’s heart tightened. The altar appeared dilapidated, riddled with cracks and on the verge of collapse, yet an inexplicable Dao charm flowed from it.
“No matter what, I can’t miss this chance. Assist me—let’s strike now!” Shi Hao whispered.
They communicated via divine sense, ensuring the longevity tree remained unaware.
The next moment, Shi Hao moved. Like a streak of light, he lunged forward, his hand outstretched toward the altar at blinding speed.
True to its nature, the immortal tree reacted instantly. The moment Shi Hao moved, it sank into the altar, attempting to burrow deep into the earth and escape.
“Not so fast!” Shi Hao roared.
Treasures and formations erupted around him, sealing the heavens and earth.
Moreover, he expanded a radiant barrier, locking down the entire area. For someone of his strength, restraining dozens of miles was effortless—escape was impossible.
The void could not be pierced, the earth could not be shaken—everything was sealed!
A smirk tugged at Shi Hao’s lips. With the world itself imprisoned, how could it flee?
Yet his smile soon froze. Though the altar was broken, it emitted an inexplicable aura, repelling all his treasures.
A terrifying force surged forth, searing his palm as if to tear it apart.
In an instant, blood dripped from Shi Hao’s right hand—his tiger’s mouth had split open. The altar’s overwhelming presence filled the air, as if a slumbering ancient beast had awakened, ready to devour him.
“Retreat!” the female Burial Guard cried, yanking him backward.
Her face was pale, her expression filled with dread. Even Shi Hao felt a chill—as if a prehistoric monstrosity had locked its icy gaze upon him.
On the altar’s cracked surface, a blurred face materialized, indistinct yet radiating indifference.
“An altar once used by an unrivaled being must not be desecrated,” the female Burial Guard murmured, trembling. For any Burial Guard, such an omen would induce terror.
Shi Hao sighed. The altar had been underestimated—it was indeed peculiar. Capturing an immortal herb was no easy feat.
Only after retreating far away did the face on the altar vanish.
Helplessly, Shi Hao watched as the herb burrowed into the earth beneath the altar, bypassing all restrictions and escaping.
Formations and barriers were useless against it!
“Where do you think you’re going?!” Shi Hao gave chase.
He skirted the altar, pursuing the longevity tree’s trail.
The divine liquids on the altar had dried up—drawn from the earth by the herb. With its departure, the spiritual essence dissipated.
“Most likely, we won’t catch it now,” the female Burial Guard said. Once a longevity herb escaped, hope was nearly lost.
Yet, against all odds, a radiant glow erupted on the horizon—the immortal tree had resurfaced.
And it was bold. Its roots pulled free from the earth, standing upright like legs, “running” at full speed.
Yes, its main roots stretched out like human legs, swinging wildly as it sprinted away.
Do all divine herbs and immortal trees behave like this? Even the female Burial Guard was speechless.
The Heavenly God Tree had been the same, but this one was even more audacious. Knowing it was being hunted, it still dared to reappear after escaping.
Shi Hao’s forehead twitched. This herb was outright taunting them—it even turned back occasionally, pausing to face them.
At one point, its fresh Tender shoots even drooped down, slapping its own “buttocks”—the severed stump of its trunk, where its main body had been cut away.
“Damn it, this is blatant mockery!” Shi Hao gritted his teeth. He was being ridiculed by a tree.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” The female Burial Guard was equally incensed. This tree was too insolent.
“Hmm?” Suddenly, both sensed something amiss.
The tree was clearly leading them somewhere specific. What was its game?
“This bastard—is it trying to lure us into danger? To kill us?” Shi Hao grew suspicious.
The female Burial Guard slowed. Generally, immortal herbs were timid and wouldn’t linger.
Sure enough, the tree stopped again, swaying as its new branches curled mockingly, beckoning them onward.
“We’re leaving the sacred land!” the female Burial Guard said.
A few more miles, and they’d exit the Ancient Burial Zone.
“I want to see where it’s taking us!” Shi Hao refused to back down, determined to chase it.
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