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Chapter 912 - 754: Mysterious Domain Portal [Please Subscribe, Please Vote for Monthly Ticket]

Chapter 912: Chapter 754: Mysterious Domain Portal [Please Subscribe, Please Vote for Monthly Ticket]

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With a thought, Wang Zijia’s Dao power flowed through his body, momentarily fending off that bizarre force.

The power of the Earth Immortal returned, and all abnormalities vanished.

At that moment, the surrounding void shook again, as if something terrifying was about to happen.

However, Wang Zijia retracted his power instantly, reverting to his original form, becoming an ordinary person once more.

The only difference was that, after he had briefly returned to his Immortal state and then back to being an ordinary person, he was no longer dehydrated or suffering from heatstroke, and his condition had peaked.

The surrounding space became calm once again.

Wang Zijia smiled. For someone who could "cheat", extreme environments like this Mysterious Domain, which should have been highly dangerous, were full of bugs, and it wasn’t difficult for Wang Zijia to avoid them!

There were many other solutions!

It could be said that the moment Wang Zijia was able to recover and "cheat", the deadly effect of the extreme environment in the Fallen Mortal Mystic Realm lost its effect.

But for an ordinary Immortal, it was indeed terrifying.

Imagine a Celestial Immortal, who had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years only to reach this level, dying of heatstroke or thirst. How ironic would that be?!

Shaking his head, Wang Zijia, who had fully recovered, resumed his journey.

During that instant when he regained his strength, he had also quickly scanned his surroundings, so he wasn’t blindly forging ahead.

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And so, Wang Zijia went on his way, stopping and starting, unsure of how far he had traveled.

Distances he could usually breach with a single spatial jump now seemed as distant as the ends of the Earth.

It was during this journey that he came to fully realize the earth-shattering changes his thirteen years of cultivation had brought him.

Suddenly, Wang Zijia, who was staggering forward, paused in his movements.

The next moment, his face lit up with joy.

At the horizon of his vision, at the edge of the endless sands, a hint of verdant green emerged.

Wang Zijia’s spirits lifted, and he quickened his pace.

As he approached, an oasis appeared before Wang Zijia.

The oasis seemed neither large nor small, but it was brimming with life.

The moment his feet stepped into the oasis, Wang Zijia felt a wave of coolness wash over him.

True, it was perhaps too brimming with life; the grass underfoot seemed like a meticulously manicured lawn, and the lush vegetation around him appeared as if they were sentient beings, all watching Wang Zijia.

It was as if all the ordinary plants surrounding him were Immortal rarities, home to elves and monsters.

Just when Wang Zijia began to enjoy the oasis’s comfort, he halted in his tracks, a chill running down his spine.

Of course, no matter what, this was clearly a key area of the Mysterious Domain, something Wang Zijia had to investigate—if he was to unravel its mysteries.

Moreover, in the Fallen Mortal Mystic Realm, without any special deadly tribulations, the most terrifying thing was the extreme environment.

After some hesitation, Wang Zijia stepped toward the depths of the oasis.

Once inside the oasis, the heat wavess miraculously disappeared, and even the scorching sun overhead turned as mild as warm winter sunlight, feeling very comfortable.

The air was exceptionally fresh, and had it not been for the overly vibrant jungle around him, it would have been perfect.

Unlike the wilderness, the oasis showcased no overgrowth of weeds.

The ground was covered in a grassy lawn, soft and even, while the surrounding jungle was like a meticulously tended garden, pleasing to the eye.

The air was also filled with a strange fragrance, pleasant yet odd.

It seemed to be the scent of plants, mixed with a faint floral aroma and a slight milky sweetness?

What would have been a splendid environment felt outright strange, situated at the heart of a desert oasis.

Wang Zijia followed a path that wound through the forest, a trail so orderly it seemed carefully tended, heading deeper into the oasis.

"Ding dong... gurgle gurgle..."

After a while, Wang Zijia heard the sound of a mountain spring flowing into a pond, and the strange scent at the tip of his nose grew richer.

Walking a little further, after crossing a stretch of forest, Wang Zijia froze in his tracks.

’What the hell is this???

In front of him, at the edge of the jungle, was an area resembling an exquisite elf garden.

That wasn’t the key issue; at the heart of the beautiful garden was a large fountain pool...

It could, should, perhaps be called a fountain pool!

The circular pool was several hundred meters in diameter, with a center platform upon which stood something that was either a tree or a living being, towering over the pool’s central platform.

Numerous tree-like roots entwined around the platform, extending into the pool, all the roots the color of a young girl’s skin, and their texture like flesh.

At the center of the platform, where many roots met, was not a tree trunk, but a vast, erect figure of a young girl!

Her flawless body shimmered, her skin so delicate it seemed it could rupture with a touch, her figure commanding, her long, beautiful legs, all hinting at a saintly perfection.

The girl stood as if devoutly on the center platform in the pool, her feet transforming into myriad roots that wrapped around the platform and stretched into the white pool.

Above the platform, where the roots came together, was a perfect body; however, atop the head, instead of hair, there were flesh-like, odd branches that resembled a crown, spreading out.

On the branches, instead of leaves, dangled sleeping infants.

Some were the size of a palm, others half a foot long, vibrant yet like fruit.

And what Wang Zijia heard, the ding-dong of the flowing water, the scent of floral milk lingering at the tip of his nose, all sprang from the girl’s lethal weapon, an unknown white liquid, whether it was milk or liquid from the tree’s tissue.

Like two pure fountains, they poured into the pool below, causing ripples to spread continuously, bringing waves of water sound and the faint scent of floral milk that permeated the surroundings.

Wang Zijia: "..."

Wang Zijia considered himself well-versed and well-traveled, but even he was stunned by the scene unfolding before him.

Standing dumbfounded for a long while, Wang Zijia finally snapped back to reality from the white fountains, from the miraculous tree with a body like that of a young girl’s.

He stepped forward, passing through the garden to reach the base of the white milk pool.

A sense of sanctity filled with vibrant life hit him in the face, adding a touch of the divine to the strange pool.

Inexplicably, there was a sense of perverse purity and perfection!

After carefully inspecting the area, Wang Zijia found steles by the poolside and next to the girl tree, with characters inscribed on them.

They were not the characters of the present Shen Hong, but Chinese.

Wang Zijia first looked at the stele surrounded by the girl tree’s numerous roots.

"Saintess Spirit Tree"

As his golden pupils flickered, at the moment he saw this stele, Wang Zijia’s mind effortlessly obtained some strange information.

It seemed partly due to the Spirit Eye’s reading, and partly the explanation inherently provided by the mysterious stele itself.

’After the fall of the ancient heavenly earth spiritual roots, cultivated by the great earth spirit being Ling Jingzi who could transform into a demon through Spirit Touch, using the remnants of the spiritual roots, a wondrous spirit tree was grown, with the capacity to nurture countless spirits. It has already undergone a certain degree of mystic transformation.’

Wang Zijia glanced at the girl tree and then at the infants, big and small, hanging upon it.

So, was this originally the incubation chamber for the Earth Immortal World’s mountain spirits and demons created by Ling Jingzi?

What exactly is this...?

An Xianxia-twisted version of the Elf Mother Tree?

His thoughts whirling, Wang Zijia turned to look at another stele by the pool.

"Emperor’s Flowing Pulp"

Just like the stele next to the girl tree, as soon as Wang Zijia saw the stele, some information surfaced in his mind.

’A mysterious Spirit Pond crafted by an ancient power modeled after the Demon Race’s demon emperor’s ability, which once possessed the effect of enlightening all beings. Even a stubborn rock cast into it could slowly give birth to spiritual wisdom.’

’Also, this place was originally an entrance to Ling Jingzi’s Earth Immortal World. Wild beasts drinking from the Spirit Spring would gain enlightenment and enter the realm, to then worship under the saints and attain heavenly creation.’

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Wang Zijia looked at the girl tree again and then at the milk pool filled with the scent of floral milk, falling silent for a moment.

"Dong!"

As Wang Zijia’s thoughts flickered, a sudden light sound snapped him back to reality.

It turned out that one of the infants on the tree had seemingly matured and abruptly fell from the tree into the pond.

Wang Zijia watched cautiously; in his current mortal state, if a spirit were born, he would have a hard time fighting it!

However, nothing unexpected happened. After the infant fell into the milky-white pond, it didn’t sink but floated on the liquid.

As its body absorbed the liquid, it swiftly transformed from a fruit-like infant into a lively child and rapidly grew older.

In the blink of an eye, it became a naked youth.

Then, the space around him fluctuated, and the moment the youth woke up, he disappeared from the spot.

’Indeed, this is the nurturing ground for Ling Jingzi’s tree spirits and demons, just that this tree demon production assembly line has been mystically altered!’

Watching this unfold, Wang Zijia confirmed his suspicions.

Clearly, this Mysterious Domain before its transformation would have been a factory for Ling Jingzi’s Earth Immortal World or rather a production base for tree spirits and demons.

Born from the nurturing of the spirit tree, and upon drinking the so-called Emperor’s Flowing Pulp for enlightenment, the creatures of Ling Jingzi’s Earth Immortal World were thus created.

Just like in Wang Zijia’s current Duobao World, he had set up a magical artifact refining assembly line where once a second-grade magic weapon was born, it would possess spiritual wisdom, equivalent to mass-producing creatures within the Duobao World!

This place seemed to have a similar effect.

Then, combined with other areas and undergoing a certain training process, it would eventually evolve into a defined combat force.

It formed a complete factory production assembly line!

This was the parenting room!

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So, combining this information, the way to leave here seems rather straightforward.

Drink a bit of ’Emperor’s Flowing Pulp,’ as if going through the original incubation process of this place, and one would be sent to another location.

Now that this place has undergone transformation but seemingly hasn’t spawned an Illusion Master, and most of it remains unchanged, the way to leave would probably be the same.

Or rather, the moment Wang Zijia left the desert and found the oasis, he had already endured the challenge.

It’s just that without an Illusion Master, there’s no way to break the illusion, hence the inability to completely shatter this Mystic Domain.

As for a Mystic Domain without an Illusion Master, while uncommon, the Wanyu Information Database does have records of it.

Such a Mystic Domain is often a gateway to another Mystic Domain, accidentally created due to the transformations of other Mystic Domains.

Considering the information at hand, it’s not difficult to guess that the actual transformation occurred later, in the training base for the mountain spirits and demons!

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