The reason was simple. A treasure like this could very likely give birth to a divine beast-level existence. Using it to merge into a grand formation was far too extravagant; the investment and return were utterly disproportionate.
Let alone Meng Zhao, no one in the present age would make such a loss-making deal. In Meng Zhao's view, this hill might be a formation, but at most it had merely been guided somewhat by human hands. It was hardly anything impressive, nowhere near worth sacrificing such a treasure for.
Moreover, the formation of this Amber Stone resembled that of a fossil. It must have existed for an exceedingly long time. Meng Zhao even suspected that it might be connected to the great battle between Emperor Shaohao and War God Xing Tian long ago.
Regardless, the essence of this hill had now fallen completely under Meng Zhao's control. It was equivalent to gaining an enormous boon. Though there had been some risk, he had ultimately reaped rewards—immense rewards.
Meng Zhao toyed with the Amber Stone in his hand, delight shining in his eyes as he sighed, "Such a treasure lay buried in dust for who knew how many years. Now that it has seen daylight again, perhaps the divine beast within may yet have a chance to be born. Once I leave Lishou Mountain, I hope I can hatch it."
And even if it could not be hatched, the vast life essence currently revealed by the Amber Stone still made it a treasure above the earth rank. Even soaking it in water to drink every day could bring benefits...
During the time Meng Zhao shattered that giant mouth in the sky and obtained the Amber Stone, Gan Mingfeng also underwent a wondrous experience.
Unlike Meng Zhao, who entered the black vortex and