Refining the Essence of Grass and Wood

"Mm, Luo Feng, leave the rest to us."

Li Qingxu and Hong nodded with smiles on their faces.

"Understood."

Luo Feng obediently moved closer to them.

With the Dojo Master Hong here, he had absolutely no need to worry about that suddenly appearing powerhouse who had surpassed the War God Level.

"Greetings, First Councilor."

The white man bowed respectfully toward Hong.

"Mm, Councilor Fahr, all the Vegetation Spirit on this Mist Island belong to my Limit Dojo. You have no objections, do you?"

Hong glanced at the white man, his tone cold.

Councilor Fahr's expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly spoke up: "First Councilor, we were the ones who discovered this Mist Island first."

He had only just arrived; he did not want to return empty-handed like this.

"Hmph."

Li Qingxu turned his gaze toward Councilor Fahr and let out a cold snort.

In an instant, Councilor Fahr, who was about to speak, staggered and nearly fell from the sky.

The flames on his body dissipated immediately, and he looked completely wilted.

"You!"

"Pfft."

Councilor Fahr's face turned deathly pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Li Qingxu.

"Luo Feng, tell him who discovered it first."

Li Qingxu said in a flat voice.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to take away Luo Feng's opportunity, he would have come to Mist Island long ago and scavenged it clean.

There would be no room for this person to be yapping here.

"I discovered it first!"

Luo Feng snapped out of his shock and quickly said: "You can have Catlan, Li Yao, and the others below come up to confront me."

He really was the first to arrive at this Mist Island, and he had intentionally activated his communication watch to lure Li Yao over.

If Li Yao hadn't come, he wouldn't even have recognized those treasures.

"Did you hear that?"

Li Qingxu glanced at him; his gaze was calm, yet it carried an awe-inspiring presence.

"Understood."

Councilor Fahr lowered his head, gritting his teeth, his voice hoarse.

At this moment, he dared not say another word, and he didn't even dare to leave, so he could only stand to the side.

That cold snort from just now had felt like a thunderclap exploding in his mind.

He hadn't even been able to react; it felt as if his soul had been stripped away, his life and death no longer in his own control.

So Councilor Li is this strong.

Luo Feng felt a sense of awe in his heart.

Looking at Councilor Li, who was dressed in flowing white robes and appeared kind-faced, he realized his actions were incredibly decisive.

A single cold snort had caused a fellow councilor like Fahr to vomit blood; if that was the case, how much stronger must the Dojo Master Hong, the First Councilor, be!

"I shall make a move."

Li Qingxu said, looking at Hong.

"Very well."

Hong's eyes lit up. He reached out, grabbed Luo Feng by the shoulder, and flew high into the sky, then had Luo Feng sit at the cabin door of the Primordial Fighter Jet.

He could take this opportunity to see exactly how much his own strength differed from Li Qingxu's.

The next moment.

Li Qingxu's divine power surged, brilliant as a golden sun, emitting sounds like rolling thunder and crashing waves as he looked down from above.

He looked like a deity clad in golden armor, his black hair dancing wildly, surrounded by flickering lightning, as endless divine radiance engulfed him.

With a wave of his sleeve, three figures were suddenly sent flying out from within Mist Island.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a thunderous sound rang out.

The long vines within Mist Island lashed out through the air, just like a whip.

The black-purple vine, over a thousand meters long, whipped through the air with a violent strike; the motion of its swing and retraction produced an incredible, explosive sound!

Facing this violent strike, Li Qingxu remained indifferent, extending his right arm and waving it casually, as if swatting away a mosquito.

"Boom!"

The moment the golden palm made contact with the black-purple vine, a thunderous roar erupted, and purple mist sprayed out like falling rain.

Visible to the naked eye, more than half of that black-purple vine had vanished!

"So strong!"

Luo Feng's face revealed his shock; he had experienced the terror of that vine firsthand.

Yet Councilor Li had managed to blast away half of it with a mere casual swat.

If that had landed on him, he reckoned even his black combat suit would have been shredded.

Thinking this, Luo Feng shivered.

"Rumble~~~"

The entire Mist Island began to tremble as black-purple vines, seemingly endless in length, shot out rapidly from the thick fog.

One, two, three... eight, nine...

A full sixteen black-purple vines, each over two thousand meters long, each black-purple in color, and each twenty centimeters in diameter.

No matter how many black-purple vines swarmed in to kill him, Li Qingxu stood as if he were not in this space at all; the vines passed straight through his body.

"Be quiet."

Li Qingxu's voice was calm, yet brooked no argument as he reached out and grabbed one of the vines.

Without any other movement, in an instant, all sixteen vines seemed to be shackled, frozen completely still.

"It's yours."

As his words fell, Li Qingxu pulled the Cloud-Touching Vine out of Mist Island by force, as if pulling a radish from the earth.

Then, he tossed it casually toward Hong, who was high in the sky in the distance.

"This!"

Watching the behemoth, which looked like an island unto itself, Luo Feng was stunned.

Just like that? With a casual grab, he had tossed a two-thousand-meter-long monster away as if it were a toy.

Not to mention him, even Councilor Fahr, hovering in the sky on the other side, was left dumbstruck.

"Haha, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Hong laughed heartily, and the space for nearly two thousand meters around him plunged into endless darkness, pinning the incoming Cloud-Touching Vine before him.

He then sliced open his right palm and pressed it against one of the black-purple vines, letting the Cloud-Touching Vine drink his blood to acknowledge him as its master.

Li Qingxu took a single step, appearing as if he had teleported, and arrived on the ground at the center of Mist Island.

A brilliant golden light radiated from him, spreading outward and covering the entire Mist Island in an instant.

At the same time, strange patterns, dancing like dragons and snakes, flickered in and out of existence within the golden light.

As if marking them, every Vegetation Spirit was enveloped by the glowing golden patterns.

"Not bad, there are 135 of them."

A smile appeared on Li Qingxu's face.

Using the divine power of his Sacred Body, he cast the Source Heaven Technique to seal the entire Mist Island.

Although not all of these Vegetation Spirits could increase his cultivation, they all contained the essence of life, which could be absorbed and refined into life force.

"Shatter!"

Following his shout, the 135 Vegetation Spirits instantly transformed into pools of crystalline, concentrated liquid.

Li Qingxu moved his divine sense, and under the operation of the formation, the essence of the Vegetation Spirits scattered across the island converged into a small stream, flowing into his mouth.

The incredibly rich essence of the Vegetation Spirits erupted within his Sacred Body, and waves of pure energy surged into his Heart Divine Treasury under the circulation of the Western Emperor Scripture.

In this process, he felt himself gradually growing stronger.

The sun of the human body rose slowly, then descended, cycling back and forth.

Nourished by the essence of the acquired world, it surged continuously, merging into this divine treasury.

At this moment, the Heart Divine Treasury became increasingly crimson and crystalline, as if it had become a real sun, rising and setting.

Li Qingxu's body rumbled, infinite vitality gestating within, and endless Dao power flowing through him.

"Boom!"

The Heart Divine Treasury ascended, fixing itself in the void of his inner world, and endless aura permeated outward.

It was like the sun in the sky, reaching its zenith—in the full glory of high noon!