A Celestial powerhouse with supreme martial skill and boundless divine abilities was never rare, from ancient times to the present.
What was rare was for their broken body to become the foundation of an independent spatial region, even forming a Lesser Heavenly Dao, and for their incomplete Primordial Spirit to revive and thereby achieve Dao Integration. That was a miracle found once in ten thousand thousand cases.
Other than the influence of that existence suspected to be a Jianmu Relic Seed, Meng Zhao could think of no second possibility for such a miracle.
Jianmu—the supreme divine tree of the ancient era, the mother tree, the World Tree—was no empty boast.
Even a mere relic seed possessed immeasurable power of creation.
Of course, Thunder Marsh might be different. Both had been top-tier powerhouses with Peerless Divine Abilities, but that did not mean their circumstances after death would be the same.
Thus, Meng Zhao did not expect there to be another incomplete Primordial Spirit will within Thunder Marsh that had achieved Dao Integration with a Lesser Heavenly Dao.
Still, Thunder Marsh was clearly the foundational achievement of that fallen great powerhouse. Meng Zhao had also just comprehended the Bloodline Divine Ability known as the Eye of Heavenly Punishment. If he could absorb all the creation and spiritual charm within, it would certainly be of enormous help to that divine ability, as well as his comprehension and study of the path of lightning.
Therefore, after realizing that this vast ocean was merely a Cave-Heaven realm, yet contained endless resources and natural fortunes—a treasure trove yet to be developed—Meng Zhao felt a momentary surge of delight and exhilaration. Yet he quickly calmed himself and turned his thoughts toward Thunder Marsh.
Opportunities were hard to come by. Even with peerless fortune, Meng Zhao could not