The old powerhouse from Pure Yang Palace who had personally come to the Cold Abyss was deeply shaken by the purple Dao seed.
Using the starry sky as a medicinal field, he had cultivated Medicinal Substance and ultimately condensed it into a seed.
That was the description he had read in Pure Yang Palace's historical records. He found it highly implausible, and besides, the time required would be unimaginably long.
Yet according to the records' final description, once the seed matured, it could be called the supreme Dao Fruit!
The supreme? That meant a flawless Dao Fruit of the Zhou Dynasty Starry Sky.
At present, Zhou Chong, who was watching the Zhou Heavenly Emperor from the Underground Palace, began to wear an uncertain expression.
Was Great Luck actually a supreme medicine? Now it had transformed into a Dao seed, and soon some powerhouse would come wielding a blade to harvest it?
"No, that's impossible..."
Zhou Chong immediately rejected the idea. It was far too absurd. Who could manipulate the Great Luck of the Zhou Dynasty?
The various Heavenly Lords more or less refused to believe it, but their emotions had been thoroughly stirred up.
Yet this was completely different from what they had expected!
They had originally thought that these years belonged to a special era in which the Saint Star Masters competed to be the first to Manifest Divinity in the Mortal Realm, and that it was also an age when these young Saints would display their might.
Perhaps after several years, once the Zhou Dynasty's overall environment had been opened up further, they could enter the fray and excavate the resources of creation.
But their hopes now seemed to have vanished into thin air...
This left them in a terrible mood, even more furious and frantic. So they