In a secluded corner of the Heavenly Insect Realm.
The pitch-black sky was deeply overcast, and the ink-dark branches all around made the atmosphere even more oppressive.
Several cultivators in black Daoist robes walked through the black forest, their steps exceedingly slow.
The cultivator at their head was exceptionally tall, his face covered in strange spiritual markings.
It was none other than True Lord Kasyapa.
Behind True Lord Kasyapa, True Lord Xuanming was utterly baffled.
This time, they had not accompanied the other cultivators of the Profound Heaven Sect. Instead, they had left their avatars with the main group, while the true bodies of several of the sect's Nascent Soul cultivators had followed True Lord Kasyapa to this eerie place.
It was utterly silent here. Forget the chirping of insects or birds—there was not even the sound of falling leaves.
It was uncanny beyond measure.
"Senior Brother Kasyapa, where are we going?" After hesitating for a long time, True Lord Xuanming finally asked.
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know!" True Lord Kasyapa stopped, turned around, and gave True Lord Xuanming an icy glare.
Then he continued cautiously forward.
He also held a jade slip in his hand, constantly checking it against their surroundings.
Only when he saw a huge, pitch-black rock standing ahead like a stone stele did a faint smile finally appear on his face.
"The nameless stone. This is the place!" True Lord Kasyapa let out a long breath, then looked at the others and finally began to explain:
"Our previous supreme elder once entered the Heavenly Insect Realm by chance and found a spirit material here that was close to the sixth stage. But it had not yet matured, and he was not confident he could transplant it successfully, so he used the forces of heaven