Upon the immortal tree, branches and leaves swayed.
Rosy light billowed in a myriad of colors.
Streams of light occasionally surfaced, wondrous and mystical.
Compared to before, every leaf upon the immortal tree was now broader and heavier, its veins and patterns clearer as well.
The next moment.
Jiang Ning slowly withdrew his gaze from within his body, from the panel, and opened his eyes once more.
Above him, the golden Immortal Flower still floated in the air.
Compared to before, only the scattering golden dust had vanished.
"Immortal Flower," he murmured.
This was the reward bestowed by the Upper Yang Inner Landscape for reaching the three-hundredth step of the Celestial Ladder.
Then, he opened his right hand, palm facing upward.
As though sentient, the golden Immortal Flower gave a slight sway before drifting down and landing upon his palm.
It slowly revolved an inch above his palm.
Its petals were distinct, eleven in total.
The patterns on every petal brimmed with unfathomable profundity.
Merely looking at it made his mind feel heavy, as though he had glimpsed something beyond comprehension.
After glancing at the golden Immortal Flower in his palm several times, he closed his hand.
In an instant.
The golden Immortal Flower suddenly shattered between his fingers, turning into specks of golden light that fluttered from the gaps between them.
Yet those scattered remnants of golden light did not drift away in all directions. As though drawn by an invisible force, they flowed back through his fingers toward his palm.
As for the golden Immortal Flower clenched in his palm, most of it now flowed through the channels of his palm and entered his body.
Buzz—
A hum resounded, and his spiritual altar shook.
At that instant, he felt countless channels illuminate across the body of his Primordial