Without the protection of magic treasures, the terrifying poisonous aura was enough to easily poison ordinary Prime Clear realm cultivators to death.
However, to Daoist Ling Hai, a mere bit of poisonous gas couldn't do anything to him.
Not to mention this bit of poisonous gas, even those terrifying poison arts in the Poison God Canyon that could poison God Emperors to death couldn't touch him in the slightest.
Daoist Ling Hai gazed at the massive ancient tree.
The ancient tree towered into the skies, covering the sun.
Its leaves were like a canopy, swaying gently in the wind.
It was as if the entire Death Pond was enveloped by this ancient divine tree.
However, while this ancient divine tree was massive, Daoist Ling Hai felt that it was just an empty frame. It was as if the essence within had been hollowed out by parasites, turning it into a mere decorative frame.
Daoist Ling Hai's figure flashed, appearing on the crown of the divine tree. Within the dense canopy of leaves, there was a massive stone door.
On the stone door, there were four ancient faint golden seals.
The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.
It was rumoured that the Heavenly Emperor was an ancient peerless expert who dominated the world. The five Wordless Heavenly Scriptures were the legacies left behind by the Heavenly Emperor.
Just this legacy alone gave birth to the Buddha, Daoist, Devil, and countless other branches of the Immortal Execution World. It could be said that he was the ancestor of the entire cultivation world of the Immortal Execution World.
Looking at the ancient door, Daoist Ling Hai waved his sleeve. A formless force blew in like a spring breeze, instantly opening the massive stone door.
Within the depths of the stone door, dense spiritual qi was abundant.
"Innate wood spiritual qi!"
Qin Feng's gaze flickered, landing at the center of the tree hole. There was a gigantic wooden stake there, and in the center of the wooden stake, there was a small bowl. Within the bowl, an amber-like liquid flowed, and a jade-like cylinder was spinning.
Innate Wood Spirit Qi and Innate Yi Wood Spirit Qi could be said to be the most precious treasures nurtured by the heart of the divine tree, the ancestor of all trees. Any cultivator who refined it could greatly expand their potential and stimulate their bloodline. It could be said to be a treasure.
However, Daoist Ling Hai had seen plenty of such treasures. Within the Spirit Race, many Elders had nurtured them.
That cheap son of his, the Cang Qiong Crown Prince, would offer him treasures every few days. There was no lack of such precious innate wood essence in the treasury.
Sweeping his gaze across the tree hollow, Daoist Ling Hai's eyes flickered with a strange light. With a wave of his sleeve, a wave of divine power blasted into the tree stump.
Rumble!
As if the earth and mountains trembled, the tree stump emitted rays of golden light that pierced through the skies...... Even outside of the Death Pond, the massive phenomenon....................... l.........
In the golden light, a mysterious and distant whisper suddenly echoed, like the chanting of the Buddhas in the Surpassing Realm of the Spirited Mountain or the resentful murmur of a lonely soul that had wandered in the Nine Serenities of Hell for billions of years.
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. Daoist Ling Hai looked at this scene coldly.
After a moment, the words suddenly disappeared. The moment the words disappeared, the whisper turned into a solemn chant.
That dazzling golden pillar of light suddenly erupted like a volcano, blazing towards the sky of the Celestial Emperor's Treasury. Then, with the sky as the center, it spread towards the walls around the tree hole. Under the illumination of the golden light, one by one, golden ancient seal script after another appeared on the walls. The strokes were bold and vigorous, as if they were flying dragons.
They flew around Daoist Ling Hai!
Daoist Ling Hai's gaze fell on the bee-like golden ancient seals.
There was a strange look in his eyes.
This was the most legendary Heavenly Tomes inheritance in the Immortal Execution World. It was the third volume of the Heavenly Tomes.
He glanced at it. The Heavenly Tomes Ancient Scroll was indeed the source of cultivation for all things. It didn't have specific words, but it contained the most fundamental mysteries of the Vast Thousand Worlds.
Cultivators would be able to comprehend the most suitable cultivation method for themselves from it.
"It's quite mysterious, but it's still useless to me!"
Daoist Ling Hai chuckled. He didn't look at the ancient seals, but at the center of the tree stump. His five fingers grabbed at the air like an eagle's claw.
The tree stump exploded, and a pale golden spiritual light fell into his palm from the tree stump.
It was a broken brand.
In the brand, there was a terrifying aura of domination. It was only a faint trace of aura, but it seemed to have blasted the entire tree hollow and completely destroyed the divine tree.
However, Daoist Ling Hai's palm was like a huge world, firmly suppressing it.
As if it had sensed the stimulation of the terrifying aura, the pale golden brand that had fallen into a deep sleep showed a trace of spirituality.
"I am the supreme God of Creation of the world, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor. Who dares disturb my slumber?" A dignified and slightly angry voice came from the brand.
It could be heard that this voice was quite unhappy to have been forcibly awakened from its slumber.
There was also a trace of irrepressible anger.
In fact, it was indeed very angry. Since the Primordial Age, its supreme divine body had been shattered by a peerless expert, leaving only a trace of its soul brand to escape disaster. It had been hiding in a divine tree for many years, using the tree to absorb the essence of heaven and earth to nourish its soul brand.
Almost every time it woke up, its soul brand would dim a little, and it would be a little closer to being completely destroyed.
"God of Creation, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor? That's quite a big name! "Daoist Ling Hai sneered. "Listen carefully. I am the God of Creation Ling Hai, the Holy God of Chaos, Daoist Ling Hai!"
At the same time, there was a huge pressure on the pale golden brand!
"God of Creation Ling Hai, the Holy God of Chaos?"
The brand that called itself the Desolate Heavenly Emperor was instantly dumbfounded.
A pair of pale golden eyes opened completely, looking at the gray-robed figure in shock.
This person's background was even bigger than his.
The title of God of Creation Ling Hai was one thing, but the Holy God of Chaos was incredible. At his peak, he was only a quasi-World-level Quasi-Great Thousand World God, and was still a step away from becoming a sixteenth-level Great Thousand World God.
"Senior Ling Hai!"
The Desolate Heavenly Emperor instantly withered, and hurriedly retracted the golden light all over his body, turning into a wretched middle-aged man in golden robes. He wore the Nine-Five Emperor Dragon Robe and looked very dignified. However, when he faced Daoist Ling Hai, his smile was more wretched and flattering.
"Your Majesty Ling Hai, you have entered this world because you have taken a fancy to my Great Thousand World!"
"Your Majesty Ling Hai, please don't do anything. I am willing to submit and offer up my Great Thousand World!"
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