Outside the Heaven Mending Pavilion, figures crowded the grounds.
Besides humans, all manner of creatures were there, waiting for their chance.
Once such a vast pure land fell, who knew how astonishing the divine treasures left behind would be?
There was also the great opportunity they anticipated most. Such chances had scarcely arisen even across the long ages, and many had brought their younger clansmen along for it.
Some children of Kings and Marquises were already in the pure land, having joined the Heaven Mending Pavilion ahead of time. Even some Human Emperors were tempted, wanting to make arrangements for their children.
Cultivation was difficult for plant Sacrificial Spirits. To rise to greatness, many of their strongest had sworn solemn vows at the very beginning: to return whence they came.
The earth had nourished them. When they died, the divine essence that remained would nourish the earth in return.
This was an immense opportunity. After all, the Heaven Mending Pavilion's Sacrificial Spirit, the Gourd Vine, had once ignited divine fire in ancient times and been hailed as a god.
If the Gourd Vine passed away, that divine essence, imbued with a god's aura, would be more precious than any baptism. It would be especially effective for the young, creating a great host of future powerhouses.
Of course, the Venerables were acting to seize the Divine Seed the old vine had borne-the green-skinned gourd it had nurtured since ancient times, the culmination of its entire life.
Even though Shi Zhao had slain the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow with her sword and shocked many, the Divine Seed was simply too precious. Obtaining it might allow them to glimpse the realm of gods, ignite divine fire, and become gods themselves.
In the end, their greed overcame their reason, and they came to fight for the