Mount Sumeru, Zen!

In fact, as long as one was Hong Yi's direct subordinate, one would have an independent space within the Hall of All Saints. "No! This ginseng is even more powerful than the God-Splitting Puppet. I have to get it—I can't let that thought sweep it away!" The Great Golden Spider bounced up and down. "Hong Yi, you have to help me!" The Hall of All Saints had now become virtually another Great Thousand World. This stream of thought was as vast and surging as a mighty wind, filling the Void in every direction and twisting all kinds of air. Under its intense influence, countless treasures and beings brimming with potent spiritual energy on the continent where Hong Yi stood were swept up by the thought and sent flying into the sky. The moment the Great Golden Spider and Bai Ziyue made their move, that majestic thought sweeping across tens of thousands of miles of land seemed to sense something and abruptly underwent violent tremors and changes, as though an enormous keg of gunpowder had been thrown into a volcano ten thousand zhang high, triggering endless explosions. This Origin Land was simply a natural treasure vault. Everyone looked over and saw that among the vast quantities of heavenly materials and earthly treasures being sucked away by the thought, the most conspicuous was a ginseng plant. It was as large as a True Person, nine feet tall, like a towering, brawny giant. Its entire body was jade-yellow, its limbs thick and powerful, its sinews and skin clearly visible, with all manner of acupoints upon it as well. It inhaled and exhaled Origin True Qi and various dense true qi, seeming almost like an existence akin to the God-Splitting Puppet. A thunderclap erupted from the clear sky. Layer upon layer of primal energy