Xiao Chen rose to his feet, dusted off the dirt, and looked around in bewilderment.
To the east of the mountain soil stood forests of Wonderwood, their crimson radiance curling upward. Many ancient trees towered into the heavens, their material astonishing, like gold and jade; in the unseen depths, the clamor of metal and stone actually echoed.
Some strange plants were equally mysterious. Some were formed entirely from flames, while others radiated the power of earth, like God-Burning Earth.
Eight-Winged Golden Butterflies as vast as mountains, their wings beating hard enough to rend the heavens; enormous beasts shaped like Flood Dragons yet bearing ox heads; savage demon rats ten meters long, their ferocity soaring to the skies—all could be seen everywhere.
What shocked Xiao Chen even more was the spiritual energy here. It was thick as mist, its divine essence like water. In terms of density alone, it surpassed that of the Mortal World by an unknown amount, nearly crushing it outright.
"No wonder this is the transcendent Spirit Realm—where earthly treasures abound and spiritual splendor gathers!"
Xiao Chen sighed emotionally. Like a savage youth who had just moved from the countryside into a city, he greedily gulped down the fragrant, sweet, almost Spiritual Herb-rich air of the Nether Realm.
Spiritual energy was the foundation of cultivation.
To a certain extent, the denser the spiritual energy, the faster one cultivated.
Of course, cultivation speed was also influenced by other factors, such as talent, innate physique, bloodline, fortuitous encounters, and heavenly fortune.
With the Nether Realm's spiritual energy so dense, cultivation would yield twice the result with half the effort.
One had to know that this was merely wilderness, not the center of a minor domain. Yet the spiritual energy of the Savage Mountain Domain was already this abundant. He dared