In Chaos.
A Secret Realm shimmered with pearly white light in the distance.
Faintly, one could sense the power of law seeping out of it.
At that moment, a gigantic ferocious beast lay sprawled at the entrance to the Secret Realm.
The aura surrounding the beast was immensely imposing.
Just as Hongjun had said, this Secret Realm had survived since the Dragon-Han Era.
It had endured countless years and still stood here today.
Within the Secret Realm were countless spiritual roots and immortal herbs.
Tongtian and Nuwa had taken some effort to enter the Secret Realm.
When he saw spiritual roots carpeting the ground, a delighted smile appeared in Tongtian's eyes.
"There are actually this many spiritual roots here?"
What a windfall!
Moreover, the sheer number of spiritual roots growing here had made the spiritual energy exceptionally abundant, to the point that it had formed a thin mist.
In turn, that abundant spiritual energy nourished the spiritual roots and immortal herbs, greatly improving their quality.
Tongtian gazed into the distance, his expression brimming with excitement.
The stock of spiritual roots here was somewhat inferior to what the other Saints possessed.
But the sheer quantity more than made up for it!
After all, he had so many Jie Sect Disciples. Bringing these spiritual roots back would give their strength a substantial boost.
Seeing Tongtian like this, Nuwa could barely stand to watch.
Oh, please!
You have so many spiritual roots growing in your own home, yet you've come here to covet the ones in this Secret Realm?
Are you kidding me?!
After turning it over in her mind, Nuwa finally could not resist offering a reminder.
"Senior Brother, does no one in your Interception Sect really know how to grow spiritual roots?"
Tongtian froze for a moment, then shook his head.