Boom!
The Aura Pressure of Heaven and Earth descended, and the terrifying force around Chen Cuo suddenly shifted. It began to fall!
"The World-Honored One's final strike before nirvana gave me an understanding of a thousand years of decline, but I still need to digest it and let it settle. Otherwise, it will affect my Dao Attainment, perhaps even my ability to separate the various Daos and bring forth a Blessed Land! With the Power of Heaven and Earth returning as well, I must move faster. Once I plant the seed of the Grotto-Heaven, I'll have to leave at once."
With that thought, Chen Cuo hurled the Long Sword in his hand toward the giant tree!
Whoosh!
The sword shot forward like a meteor, seven stars flashing upon it. Veiled in a thin layer of purple qi, it plunged straight into the crown!
Rumble!
Amid violent tremors, the crown of the tree, though already severed, absorbed every last trace of life from the sapling. It took root anew, driving deep into the Earth Veins once more!
Deep beneath the earth, fragments of scenes from the past seeped out. Following his connection to the Fortune, they appeared in Chen Cuo's mind.
Chen Cuo was no stranger to this. Before Southern Chen fell, he had carried purple qi and glimpsed the Earth Veins beneath great cities such as Jiankang. He knew memories of the past settled deep in the soil like pages in a book.
Though the Great Tang's Fortune was abundant, the dynasty had been founded only recently. Its memories were stirring, but few. Instead, scenes from earlier dynasties, including Sui and Northern Zhou, appeared one after another.
"The first is also the last..."
"Nine out of ten remain..."
"The River of Time descends..."
Dimly, Chen Cuo seemed to see more