On the western slopes of the Nightmare Dream Mountain Range, lush mountains rose in layers above dark, deep ravines. A rock being held a Purple-Red Tower in his hand. With one step, he pierced the void and vanished.
At one point, the rock being had just emerged from the void when he suddenly turned. His enormous single eye gazed into the distance. He sensed the aura of a rare natural treasure, as well as the auras of the treasures carried by those guarding it.
Two of those treasures had origin auras no weaker than the Xuanling Tower in his hand. The tower was the primary weapon of a Chaos Great Sage. Possessing treasures of that caliber was proof enough of how formidable the two guardians were.
Ye Muxuan paused for only a moment before merging into the void and disappearing.
In an unremarkable valley, a deep river wound past, forming lakes of various sizes. The river was broad, its water bitterly cold. Aquatic plants flourished, and all kinds of fish swam freely beneath the surface.
Faint ripples spread through the void above the valley, and the black rock being appeared. His enormous eye first settled on a lake tens of thousands of miles across, formed where the broad river curved. At its center, verdant lotus leaves spread across the still water, with eight lotus blossoms among them.
In the very middle of the eight blossoms sat a fully formed seedpod, a vivid, dewy green.
Suspended in midair, Ye Muxuan drew his gaze away from the seedpod and looked toward the two sides of the lake. A Chaos Peak cultivator sat cross-legged on each shore.
This seedpod was the rare natural treasure he had sensed earlier. It took a thousand epochs to form, a thousand to flower, and a thousand to