Inside the Divine Hall, upon the Divine Tree Throne,
The moment Chu Feng had ascended the Divine Tree Throne, a seed-like object had burrowed into his Dantian.
At this moment, that seed resided in the same space as the nine lightning beasts within his Dantian.
This seed was no ordinary object. Not only was it covered in dense, intricate patterns, but it also contained remarkable amounts of heavenly energy.
Chu Feng had attempted several times to refine the seed, but ultimately he could only conclude that with his current strength alone, he was incapable of refining it.
"Who would have thought that this Divine Tree fruit would be so incredibly difficult to refine."
Chu Feng felt a deep sense of helplessness. Having once wielded the power of the Divine Tree, he naturally knew of the Divine Tree seed — he knew it was a supreme treasure for cultivation.
And conquering such a treasure was immensely difficult.
Yet for some reason, Chu Feng had gone through no process of conquest whatsoever.
The moment he had stepped onto the Divine Tree Throne, the seed had entered his body directly, as if it had long since chosen him.
Obtaining the Divine Tree seed had been remarkably smooth — so smooth that even Chu Feng could hardly believe it.
In that moment, he had been elated beyond measure, thinking his cultivation was about to skyrocket.
But he never imagined that although he had obtained the seed, he would be completely unable to refine it.
He knew full well that the seed contained tremendous heavenly energy and profound truths of martial cultivation, yet he could not grasp even a sliver of it.
But who was Chu Feng? The one thing Chu Feng lacked least was willpower and patience.
So he did not give up at all. Instead, he continuously studied and deliberated, searching for any method that might allow him to refine the seed — or decipher the runes inscribed upon it, in hopes of comprehending something of the martial path.
Rumble—
But just as Chu Feng was still deep in thought, the hall began to shake violently.
Moreover, the shaking showed no signs of stopping. On the contrary, it grew more and more intense, affecting even cultivators like themselves to a considerable degree.
"What's going on?"
The violent tremors swept through the entire Divine Hall, drawing not only Chu Feng's attention but also rousing
Crack—
Crack—
Then, the stone chairs suspended in the void began to crack.
The moment those cracks appeared, not only did the visible heavenly energy within the chairs begin to dissipate, but even the rich heavenly energy saturating the Divine Hall dissipated along with it.
Seeing that the chairs had already lost their cultivation-enhancing effect, Tantai Yinjian, the Clan Chief of the Chu Heavenly Clan, and the others all flew down from their stone chairs.
"Lord Tantai, what's happening?"
Everyone gathered around Tantai Yinjian, asking questions.
Although both Tantai Yinjian and the Clan Chief of the Chu Heavenly Clan were at the peak of the Sovereign realm, and although everyone had only been able to enter this place thanks to Chu Feng, it was the disparity in status that led people to seek out Tantai Yinjian first whenever a problem arose.
Without question, Tantai Yinjian was the pillar everyone relied upon.
Yet for all his standing, Tantai Yinjian himself wore a look of utter bewilderment, clearly at a loss.
"It's almost time."
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, followed by a figure that shot out from one of the stone chairs and landed before everyone.
It was the
"That aura?！！！"
The moment the Blood Devouring Demon Clan's Chief appeared, every person present felt their expressions change dramatically.