"Haha, the real great opportunity is here!" someone roared in excitement.
The Heaven Mending Pavilion's Sacrificial Spirit was a plant-type Sacrificial Spirit. Cultivation was difficult for the powerful beings of this lineage, and many had sworn great oaths during their starting stage in order to rise to prominence.
They would return to where they came from. The earth had nourished them, and upon death, they would become divine rain and return to the place where they had taken root.
Thus, the Ancient Era Courtyard where the Divine Vine was rooted became a coveted prize. The vast majority of the powerful cultivators gathered there.
What they fought over was the soil in that ancient courtyard.
As long as they seized a handful of soil and took it elsewhere, they could use it to draw down the divine shower of light.
As for the greatest powers, they were far more direct, fighting for a place inside the Ancient Era Courtyard itself. Without question, the Divine Spirit Rain would be richest there.
High above the nine heavens, the old vine could no longer hold on. His body withered, turning yellow as dead leaves scattered. He had suffered grievous injuries and was beginning to shed his essence.
Even so, the Divine Vine rallied his spirits and tried to open an immortal passage to send the Pure Land's disciples away.
Unfortunately, with formidable enemies such as the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow and Qiongqi surrounding him, his attempt ended in failure.
"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!" The Heaven Mending Pavilion's cultivators wept. The Divine Vine who had protected them for countless years was about to die in battle, and grief welled up within them.
"Lord Sacrificial Spirit, don't divide your attention to look after us! We'll break out ourselves! Some have already escaped through the passage you opened earlier. As