By the time the other cultivators arrived, the greatest fortune had already fallen into Shi Yi's hands.
Green Tuo, Wang Xi, Xuan Kun, and the others stared at the Soul Power Seed, their gazes sharp as lightning. They were deeply unwilling to give up; they longed to obtain it.
Yet Shi Yi's strength had robbed them of the courage to face him.
The Soul Power Seed was blue, with a crystalline luster. Like a gemstone, it lay quietly in Shi Yi's hand.
He placed it above his primordial spirit. At once, a cool sensation spread through him, nourishing his primordial spirit and gradually strengthening his divine sense.
Even setting aside its other benefits, its ability to "nourish the soul" alone was enough to make anyone's eyes burn with envy. Its value was immeasurable, and keeping it close over the long term would certainly produce miraculous results.
However, it was fundamentally an exceptionally rare dao seed, one that could fuse with a cultivator to cultivate the Immortal Ancient Method. Using it merely to nourish the soul was a wanton squandering of heaven's treasures.
But for Shi Yi, who had wealth to spare and already possessed a perfect immortal seed, the Soul Power Seed had no purpose beyond nourishing his soul.
"His luck is just too good. That's a second-rank immortal seed, something rarely seen anywhere in the world. We've only just entered the World Grave, and he's already obtained it." The others sighed with emotion, filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Shi Hao was silent, but he was not as disappointed as he had imagined he would be. He knew he had yet to reach the summit of strength in the heavenly god domain, and a considerable gap remained between him and Lunar Essence Shi Yi. Losing the contest was only