Then, deeper within the region, could there be fire-attribute spirit herbs even more advanced than ten-thousand-year Fire Essence Grass?
Ten-thousand-year Fire Essence Grass could grant his martial soul the potential to evolve. What about an even higher-grade spirit herb?
Could it evolve directly into an even more powerful martial soul?
Human desire was like a boulder rolling down a mountain—once it began, it could never be stopped.
After putting away the five ten-thousand-year Fire Essence Grasses, Tie Wu set off deeper inside once more.
Even Soul Saints did not dare venture lightly into this region, yet a four-ring Soul Ancestor possessed such courage.
Boom
Amid a towering sea of flames, Tie Wu's battered figure rolled out. Wounds of every size across his body had been infected with fire poison. For a four-ring Soul Ancestor, this was an exceedingly lethal injury, especially in such a brutal environment.
Yet there was not the slightest trace of worry on Tie Wu's face. Instead, it was filled with intense excitement.
Amid countless flame crystals bloomed an incomparably gorgeous flower.
Red Prison Dragonblood Hibiscus!
It was an immortal-grade spirit herb. Tie Wu had once chanced upon ancient records concerning it, only then learning that such a heavenly treasure truly existed in this world.
It was precisely because its effects were so extraordinary that Tie Wu had believed an immortal-grade spirit herb like this existed only in ancient texts.
Tie Wu cautiously approached the Red Prison Dragonblood Hibiscus. Sensing its unique fluctuations, even the Soul Power within his body began to boil.
Soul Power enveloped his right palm. Using his own Soul Power as a guide, he had to swallow the Red Prison Dragonblood Hibiscus within three breaths of picking it, or it would completely dissipate into the air.
Whoosh
The instant Tie Wu plucked