"The aura unleashed by the clash of seven saint weapons is too terrifying. It actually pierced straight through the valley-protecting formation. Climb the sacred mountain, seize the divine medicine, uncover the ancient treasure—all of it happens today."
"Charge!..."
Several shouts rang out in succession from the various sects on the island. The sea of people surged like a tide toward the towering sacred mountain at the center of Tang Valley, where the Golden Divine Tree of Fusang swayed above.
The ancient burial site of the Solar Human Emperor had officially opened. Who still had the mind to care about the battle between the sects?
"We're going too."
Ye Fan turned and stepped onto the central war chariot, driving nine Primordial Ferocious Flood Dragons toward the mountaintop. Yan Yixi and Li Tian hurriedly followed with grins on their faces.
The moment the beings set foot upon the summit of the sacred mountain, they felt boundless solar sacred power wash over them. Its life essence was vast, making their entire bodies feel at ease. The closer they drew to the divine tree, the stronger the sensation became.
An asphalt stone-slab plaza covered the peak of the ancient island. A towering, immortal divine tree stood in the center of the square, and behind it lay the so-called Solar Human Emperor's palace.
The Fusang Divine Tree stood six zhang tall, entirely golden, as though it had been cast from gold.
Its branches and leaves were luxuriant. Every leaf seemed like a perfect work of art, with golden solar sacred power flowing through them—the most fundamental kind of power in the ancient universe.
As its branches swayed, the faint sounds of wind and thunder howled through the air, creating countless wondrous phenomena.
People firmly believed that Tang Valley, known as the Land of Sunrise,