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Chapter 926 - Chapter 926 Chapter 591 The First Spiritual Root of the Lower

Chapter 926: Chapter 591: The First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm from Those Years_2 Chapter 926: Chapter 591: The First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm from Those Years_2 The next moment, a corner of the boundless Star Sea appeared before everyone’s eyes, making them feel as if they were right there.

The main character in the scene was none other than the First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm.

Lush and dripping with vigor, brimming with spirit, its life force surging, it hung in the depths of the universe, golden radiance falling and illuminating its surroundings.

“At your command, Lord Willow God!”

Everyone nodded solemnly, then gazed intensely at the spirit plant in the image, all eager to try.

Capturing that spirit plant was a minor matter; the major one was the reward from Lord Willow God.

The rewards from Lord Willow God never disappointed them, and as for the mentioned Weak Water, they had seen it. It was a very terrifying and bizarre spiritual treasure, bone-piercing and corrosive when it touched the body. When refined to a certain degree, even an Immortal King smeared with it would corrode, making it precious, and it could save lives at critical moments.

Tu Wa Zi and Gu Chen had once seen this so-called First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm, making them the only ones familiar with it. Back then, due to lack of strength, they could only watch distantly as a group of existences at the Sect Leader Level from the Upper Realm competed for it. Now, they could truly participate.

Without hesitating a moment, everyone left the village gate; solely with the power of their vitality, they could tear through the void and step into the depths of the Star Sea.

Meanwhile.

Within the Immortal Domain, noises of commotion rose.

It wasn’t just Jiang Hui who was aware of the First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm; several other powers in the Immortal Domain had also noticed it, but they were observing, with most forces not acting rashly.

Although they weren’t very clear about the origins of that spiritual root, they had somewhat heard tales related to it and understood that it was enveloped in tremendous karma, not something anyone could touch; even those who had stepped into the Immortal King Realm regarded it with profound taboo.

The biggest reactions came from the Great Sects that had moved from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to the Immortal Domain.

Among them, some had once harbored improper desires for that spiritual root and sent strong beings to contest for it. However, they ultimately failed miserably, losing their lives in the process, but still, they never changed their tune, continuing to want it for themselves.

After arriving in the Immortal Domain, they gained a certain understanding of this so-called First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm, knowing even the existence of the Immortal King Level couldn’t touch it, which scared them to their souls.

These sect leaders were trembling, not sleeping securely, fearful of unimaginable tremendous karma befalling them. However, nearly a hundred thousand years passed without any unusual events, and they were about to forget this matter.

Now, the First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm reappeared in the world, before their eyes, causing the once-sealed memories in the minds of the sect leaders to resurge like a terrifying thought rising like a tide, as haunting as a life-claiming specter, filling them with dread.

“Look quickly, someone wants to make a move on that spiritual root?” Amidst mountains and valleys, many eyed the “small sapling” speeding through the Star Sea, exclaiming in surprise.

Though the body of this First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm wasn’t large, the disturbance it caused was not minor, like a shooting star or blazing sun, and the surging glow was unimaginable, lighting up a cold and dark corner of the universe as if it were daylight.

Many followed the cry of surprise and looked.

Behind that First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm, several dozen streaks of light sped past, like lightning and thunder.

It seemed the First Spiritual Root of the Lower Realm felt it was being chased, each trail extremely terrifying, wrapped in terrifying karma that even it found frightening, much like a small white rabbit desperately fleeing from a ferocious beast.

“Those are all the supreme talents from the Willow Sacred Land, just as unimaginable as Emperor Huang Tian who established the Heavenly Court. Their talents and strengths are frightening, all having reached the exaggerated True Immortal Realm within tens of thousands of years of cultivation. Moreover, with the backing of the Master of Liu Village, the number one of the Immortal Domain who suppresses all sides, even if that segment of Spirit Plant belonged to the vendor, it would be very difficult for the others to cause any significant disturbance. This time, they might just have to accept their misfortune–after all, who let the prodigies of the Willow Sacred Land spot it!”

Someone spoke up, immediately recognizing the identity of Tu Wa Zi and the others. For a moment, they could not help but get excited, feeling that they might witness a conflict between two supreme powerhouses, their hearts surging uncontrollably.

In the Immortal Domain, although there are not many legends about the vendor, only a few indeed, the older generation of cultivators know that whether it was Ao Sheng, Primordial, and others previously suppressed by the Master of Liu Village, or Luo Cu Immortal King who was later killed with a slap, compared to the one who sold fake medicines, they were all even lesser. That nameless existence was truly powerful.

It’s uncertain if the collision really happens, whether the Master of Liu Village could still suppress him directly with his thunderous methods as before or if it would end in a draw. Everything is hard to say.

Among the crowd,

a figure stood tall, his gaze filled with vicissitudes and indescribable meanings, he looked up at the dozens of figures speeding through the boundless Star Sea, his eyes even more filled with vicissitudes, his emotions quite complex.

It was a young man.

Dressed in a blue robe, tall and statuesque, his skin pale as jade tinged with a hint of rosiness, his features exuded a compelling heroic air. His black hair, cascading like a waterfall, fluttered with the wind, his eyes deep and bright like stars, extremely handsome, in a way words could hardly describe.

The young man was none other than Qin Chang Sheng, the ancient ancestor of the Qin Clan from Mount Immortal.

Nearly a hundred thousand years had passed, yet his appearance remained the same, still as if his entire face had been carefully sculpted from amber and jade, his hair lustrously black, the corners of his eyes without a single wrinkle. He clearly had not achieved immortality, but time seemed unable to leave any marks on him. Even after another hundred thousand years, he would still look the same.

“Qin Tao, why do you look so solemn?” Next to the young man, an older man with slightly frosty temples spoke in a hoarse voice,

“Just feeling a bit emotional!” Qin Chang Sheng sighed. Merely tens of thousands of years had passed, and those juniors who once couldn’t even compare to him had all surpassed him. Each not only had achieved immortality early but were even beginning to prepare to assault the Immortal King. Despite some improvements, he was still nowhere near the Supreme, let alone immortality later. All of this was too far off for him, the Immortal Supreme.

“Old One thought it was something serious–it’s just this trivial matter. How could we, mere mortals, ever compare to that extraordinary group from Liu Village? Qin Tao, consider our peers, which of them has become an immortal? Aren’t they all still hovering in their original realms? Some people are simply beyond our reach. Even in a limited time, they can achieve what we can’t imagine. All we need to do is look up to them!”

“Enemies often cross each other’s paths, Qin Chang Sheng, I didn’t expect to meet you here!”

Just then, a terrifyingly immense pressure surged like a flood in reverse, engulfing the area.

In an instant, Qin Chang Sheng and the person next to him were momentarily stunned, their words halted abruptly.

A cultivator from the Immortal Path Field had set their sights on them.

The divine might emanating from the other party was not too dense, likely having just broken through to True Immortal, and hadn’t yet had time to consolidate and accumulate in this realm. Yet, even so, it was terrifying. A fairy is a fairy, very different from the past Incomplete Fairy.

“Do you still remember me?”

Within that overwhelming pressure like rolling smoke, a gigantic figure about three to four meters tall emerged. It was a humanoid being, clad in a wide brocade robe, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, his face disdainful, with a vertical horn on the center of his forehead, his neck adorned with silver Scale Armor, shining with a metallic chill under the starlight.

“Is it you?” Qin Chang Sheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, then a touch of shock followed.

He recognized this humanoid Scale Armor being.

It was his adversary from the past; they had fought over the Immortal Bone, battling for three hundred rounds. In the end, he had narrowly won by a margin. In the blink of an eye, the other had actually achieved immortality, whereas he had not even become a Supreme yet, let alone immortality. He still wondered if competing for the Immortal Bone back then was right or wrong.