Tan Jiao Tian stepped out of the Mountain Belly Tree Chamber in a single stride, regret and fury surging through his heart in an instant.
In his view, not even the hefty bounty offered by that great power could compare to the value of a Treasure Tree Sapling. After all, realm and strength were the true iron law of the Land of the Universe.
The moment he emerged, the painstaking effort he had guarded for a hundred years was completely wasted.
"I can only take the bounty first, then look for another place with a Treasure Tree opportunity..."
Having made up his mind, Tan Jiao Tian cast a resentful glance back at the divine mountain behind him. Then his figure flickered, preparing to pass through layer upon layer of phantom shadows and streak toward the vast wilderness in the northwest.
But at that very moment, he suddenly sensed a terrifying threat. He reacted at once and, with a furious roar, sent a string of charcoal-red divine pearls flying from his hand.
"Fellow Daoist, are you not afraid of chilling the hearts of the fifteen fellow Daoists inside by exterminating us so thoroughly?"
Amid his roar, the string of divine pearls scattered in an instant, transforming into twelve enormous beads like scorched-red suns. Eleven of them formed heavy defenses before him.
The last one was particularly vicious. It gathered half of his power and, like a Golden Crow crashing down in an explosion, blasted toward the divine mountain's tree chamber behind him.
Clearly, Tan Jiao Tian intended to smash open the chaotic tree-nurturing ground within the mountain. Once that chaotic barrier was broken and the Treasure Tree's incubation environment ruined, the sapling might fail to emerge at all—or even if it did, it would be of the lowest, lowest grade.
Such