Taiwei Daoist raised a hand and took the yellow-hued precious record into his grasp, a flicker of interest passing through his eyes.
As his gaze fell upon it, a thoughtful look appeared on Taiwei Daoist's face.
The Earth Book could be called a map of the wilderness, recording the true forms of countless famous mountains and great rivers. If it could be refined into a treasure, at its strongest it could command the power of mountains; at its weakest, it could be used to confer titles upon earth deities.
Unfortunately, though Zhen Yuanzi possessed this object, he did not dare act rashly.
The Houtu Earth Sovereign Goddess of Earth Sovereign Palace was the true ruler of the land. If he entertained such thoughts, Houtu Earth Sovereign Goddess would inevitably come knocking to demand an explanation.
Now, all the gods of Earth Sovereign Palace had joined the Mystic Sect, and the Mystic Sect had handed the authority to select earth deities over to the Celestial Court.
Zhen Yuanzi likewise did not dare clash head-on with the lord of the Celestial Court.
Holding such a supreme treasure of the earth in his hands, Zhen Yuanzi must have felt utterly miserable.
The years spent waiting for an opportunity were long and painful.
Taiwei Daoist held the Earth Book in his palm and said,
"If you are unwilling to wait, then only one direction remains. The earth can not only suppress the void—it also possesses the fortune of vast virtue, bearing all things!"
Zhen Yuanzi's expression froze as he carefully pondered those words.
Yet after turning them over in his mind, he still could not grasp their true meaning.
He did know that the earth was rich in vitality and that he could indeed enter the path of creation through it. But the path