"Seed?"
Zhang Qingyuan naturally knew nothing of the changes occurring outside the Yuantian Realm or the shifts in aura among the Cave True Great Powers.
By then, he had already crossed more than ten miles and found Wang Yuènián's group, who had only recently crawled out of the earth.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries,
Zhang Qingyuan asked about the mysterious mountain and why the Golden Extremity Sect cultivators had gathered their attention upon it.
The result did not disappoint him.
From Wang Yuènián, Zhang Qingyuan learned of the secret hidden within that colossal mountain, which breathed out and emitted vast divine radiance.
It was the seed!
"That's right, the seed!"
"Their target is that seed!"
"The Yuantian Realm can be regarded as a small world independent of the outside world, one with complete Law Power. Just as plants pass through withering and flourishing and leave behind seeds before death, the Yuantian Realm has endured who knew how many tens of thousands of years. Now, at the brink of collapse, it will likewise leave behind a similar seed!"
Wang Yuènián patiently explained to Zhang Qingyuan,
gradually unveiling the secrets of this world's higher levels through his words.
"This so-called seed is actually an aggregate formed from the reflections of the laws that make up the small world after the Yuantian Realm is annihilated."
"Like the seed remnants left behind before plants and living beings die, if one has sufficient resources, it can be cultivated anew into a small-world secret realm, strengthening the foundation of a lineage or sect. Yet the cost involved is simply too great. Across all of Yuzhou, few powers can afford to cultivate it."
"The reason it has drawn the attention of so many forces now lies more in another function of this seed—a function tremendously appealing