Anyone who had spent some time in Hongyuan City would know how important the Bodhi Saint Tree was to the Yu Clan. It could be said to be the foundation of the empire. Putting aside lending it out, even taking a look at it was difficult.
Now that Zhang Xuan had casually taken out an entire Bodhi Saint Tree, it was no wonder that everyone would be thinking such nonsense.
"Of course not. I planted it myself …" Not expecting the crowd to be so wild, Zhang Xuan shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Naturally, this Bodhi Saint Tree wasn't the Bodhi Saint Tree from the royal family. Instead, it had been planted in the Myriad Anthive Nest all this while. It was just that Zhang Xuan had forcefully plucked it out.
Hearing that the Bodhi Saint Tree wasn't stolen, the crowd heaved a sigh of relief. This way, there wouldn't be any grudges between the Mingshi Tang and the local powers.
"Let me give it a try and see if it works …"
After recovering from their shock, Wu Shi stepped forward excitedly.
It was only a guess that a soul energy artifact would be able to withstand the Black Sandstorm of Oblivion. As for whether it would work or not, he had no idea.
After saying those words, Zhang Xuan took the Bodhi Saint Tree from Zhang Xuan's hands and channeled his zhenqi into it. The massive tree floated above his head, and he infused his soul energy into it through the roots, causing the tree to emanate a warm, crystalline glow.
The Bodhi Saint Tree wasn't just capable of nourishing one's soul; infusing one's soul energy into it would also enhance its prowess.
Zhang Xuan walked over to the sandstorm.
Under the protection of the Bodhi Saint Tree, Wu shi stepped into the black sandstorm, and the warm glow of the Bodhi Saint Tree immediately kept the black sandstorm at bay. Just as Luo Ruoxin had said, the Bodhi Saint Tree was indeed effective against the formation.
"This is great!"
"The Otherworldly Demonic Tribe must have known that there would be such a trial, so they prepared a soul artifact in advance. That's why they were able to walk right through the sandstorm."
"With this artifact, we'll be able to pass through the sandstorm easily …"
Seeing that it was a success, the eyes of the crowd lit up.
Zhang Xuan nodded in agreement. It was only at this moment that he came to a realization.
It was no wonder why You Xu, who had obeyed the orders of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe, was willing to pay such a huge price to poison the Bodhi Saint Tree of the royal family. All this while, Zhang Xuan had been perplexed as to why the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe would make such an unnecessary move. However, at this moment, he realized that it was a precautionary measure.
As long as the Bodhi Saint Tree died, even the master teachers who knew of the existence of the Black Sandstorm of Oblivion would be helpless before it.
However, no matter how much he thought about it, he would never have imagined that not only would Zhang Xuan successfully save the Bodhi Tree, he would also obtain the Bodhi Fruit and successfully plant it.
He had inadvertently helped the Imperial Family, but he had played a key role here.
Just as Zhang Xuan was lamenting, he saw Wu Shi walking out of the sandstorm once more.
At this moment, he wasn't as excited as the others. His face was still a little pale. He placed the Bodhi Saint Tree on the ground and looked at Zhang Xuan with a bitter smile on his face. "Infusing one's soul into the Bodhi Saint Tree will indeed be able to fend off the sandstorm. Furthermore, the area it covers is large enough for all of us to enter at the same time … However, this thing is simply too taxing on one's soul. Given my current strength, I can only enter a hundred meters before my soul is completely depleted …"
"Over a hundred meters?"
Everyone frowned.
The Black Sandstorm of Oblivion before them covered a radius of several kilometers. If they could only enter a hundred meters, they wouldn't be able to reach the end.
As a Saint 4-dan expert, Wu Shi's soul was the strongest among them. Yet, even he was only able to get this close to the sandstorm, let alone the others.
Could it be that they had finally found a soul artifact and a solution to the Black Sandstorm of Oblivion, only to be stopped once more due to insufficient soul energy?
"Let me give it a try …" Zhang Xuan placed the Bodhi Saint Tree above the crowd, and a surge of soul energy gushed out from his glabella.
Sensing the depletion of his soul energy, Zhang Xuan chuckled softly. "Everyone, stay close to the tree. Don't leave its range …"
After saying those words, Zhang Xuan began walking toward the sandstorm.
The crowd glanced at one another, but seeing how confident Zhang Xuan was, they didn't dare hesitate and quickly followed suit.
As soon as they stepped into the sandstorm, they immediately felt a black sandstorm sweeping toward them, seemingly intent on devouring all life. Crackling sounds echoed as the sandstorm fell on the light shrouded by the Bodhi Saint Tree.
Seeing that the sandstorm was indeed unable to reach them, Zhang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, and his eyes lit up in excitement.
Soul energy was formless and intangible, making it much weaker than zhenqi in terms of defense. Yet, it was actually able to fend off the sandstorm. Indeed, there were many things that couldn't be explained by common sense.
Isn't Luo shi a little too knowledgeable? Is she really just a 6-star master teacher?
Walking forward, Zhang Xuan discreetly shot a glance at the young lady before him.
Wu Shi, President Han, and the others didn't know anything about the Spatial Formation or the fact that a soul artifact could fend off the sandstorm. Yet, the young lady before him was able to point out all of these in a single breath. Her knowledge was truly astounding.
Is this the strength of a descendant of a Sage Clan? If that's the case, it would indeed be best for Yuan Tao to return to the Luo Clan, Zhang Xuan thought.
Back then, when Yuan Tao returned to the Yuan Clan, he was still a little reluctant to part with him. However, from the looks of it now, it was probably the best choice for him to make.
Under the illumination of the Bodhi Saint Tree, the group was no longer worried. However, a moment later, they realized that something was amiss. They turned to look at the young man controlling the Bodhi Saint Tree in astonishment.
They had already walked more than three hundred meters so far, but that fellow didn't seem to be fatigued at all. In fact, he even seemed to be in a daze … Wasn't his soul energy a little too concentrated?
This was especially so for Wu Shi, who was dumbfounded.
He had personally experienced the fearsomeness of the sandstorm. Even after exhausting all of his soul energy, he still couldn't walk too far … Yet, President Zhang was able to walk three hundred meters without feeling tired at all …
He found it hard to believe that a Nascent Saint cultivator's soul energy was actually stronger than a Saint 4-dan expert.
That fellow is truly a monster …
Zhang Xuan smiled bitterly.
He had thought that such a formidable figure was only a Nascent Saint cultivator, so he didn't want to bring him along … Thinking about it now, it was truly embarrassing.
It was fortunate that he had brought them along. Otherwise, they wouldn't even have been able to clear the first trial, needless to say, reach this far.
I was able to persevere for a hundred meters. Even if his soul energy is innately powerful, he should only be able to persevere for five hundred meters at most …
Wu Shi continued walking forward, intending to wait for the young man to reach his limits so that he could take his place. However, after five hundred meters, the young man's expression didn't change at all. His eyes were still wandering about, as if he wasn't concerned about the exhaustion he had expended.
600 meters!
800 meters!
1,000 meters!
It didn't take long for the group to walk a full five thousand meters. Even at this distance, Zhang Xuan still maintained the same expression on his face, as if he wasn't concerned about the exhaustion of his soul energy at all. Instead, he seemed to be getting more and more relaxed.
He … can't possibly be cultivating as he walks, right?
Wu Shi felt as if his jaws were about to fall to the ground.
Not only was the exhaustion that he couldn't sustain not even worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party, he was even able to continue cultivating … Just what kind of monster was that?
Forget it, it's only a matter of time before I die if I compare myself to him … Knowing that he couldn't be compared to the other party, Wu Shi felt a little better.
With the support of Zhang Xuan's boundless soul energy, it didn't take long for the crowd to arrive at the end of the Black Sandstorm of Oblivion. It was a magnificent pavilion that resembled a celestial palace. It floated before a massive waterfall, giving one the feeling that they were in paradise.
"How is this possible?" Feng Xun widened his eyes in disbelief.
Only after reaching Saint realm would a cultivator be able to transcend the gravitational pull of the ground and travel freely in the sky. For a palace to actually float in the air, it felt like a dream … Just how powerful was the other party to be able to do such a feat?
This was way too exaggerated!
"It's probably a kind of spatial manipulation. Even though it looks like it's floating in the air, it's actually in a different form …"
Guild Leader Han said after a moment of contemplation.
The crowd nodded in agreement.
Given their limited knowledge and eye of discernment, they were unable to comprehend what was going on.
"This should be the deepest part of the ancient domain. Let's head in to take a look …"
Wu Tianqiong said with a smile.
They had been through trial after trial in the ancient domain, and they should be reaching the end soon.
"Alright!" Everyone nodded in agreement as they made their way toward the celestial palace.
Not too long later, a massive Heaven's Gate appeared before them. Divine energy lingered in the air, leaving one with a dreamy feeling. Stepping into the gate, one could immediately feel the overwhelming spiritual energy.
"Why do I feel like there's something weird about this place?"
As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Zhang Xuan frowned.
Even though the celestial energy lingered in the air, for some reason, it felt extremely bizarre to him.
"Bizarre? Zhang Shi, you must be mistaken this time around … "
Laughing heartily, Wu shi was just about to continue speaking when the ground suddenly trembled violently. The celestial palace that had been shrouded in heavenly aura suddenly turned into a living hell, and an overwhelming killing intent surged toward him.
Sou sou sou!
Concentrated killing intent surged in the air like a storm. Following which, innumerable sword qi surged forward, sealing off the entire area like a heavenly net.
"This is bad! It's a formation trap set up by the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe!"
Wu Shi narrowed his eyes as he bellowed in alarm.
Only the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe would be able to emit such a concentrated killing intent that could kill them!
Peng peng peng peng!
Right after those words were spoken, three Nascent Saint combat masters were struck by the sword qi and exploded into minced meat. Even Feng Xun's arm was sliced open by the sword qi, causing fresh blood to gush out.
"Defend!"
The formation had changed so quickly that no one was able to react in time. Seeing that there were casualties and even deaths, President Han roared furiously.
"Alright!"
At this moment, everyone also realized that they had fallen into a trap. Driving their zhenqi furiously, they drew their weapons.
Ding ding ding ding!
No matter what, they were still a team of master teachers and combat masters. Even though they were still a little unaccustomed to the situation at the start, as soon as they regained their composure, they swiftly displayed astounding fighting prowess.
With a powerful surge of aura, all of the sword qi in the surroundings were blocked before dissipating into the surroundings.
"To be able to catch up so quickly, you aren't too shabby. However, this is where you will be buried …"
At that instant, a sinister voice could be heard.
"It's the Scarletleaf King!"
Following which, the horrified voice of the Violetleaf King echoed in Zhang Xuan's ears.
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