The gate opened, and Long Chen and the others saw a golden world. Within billions of miles of space, the first thing they saw was a towering tree—a golden towering tree.
When they saw the golden towering tree, Long Chen and Mo Nian's eyes nearly popped out—they recognized the tree's origin.
"Ancient Fusang Tree."
It was an ancient Fusang tree stretching tens of thousands of miles, its entire structure seemingly forged from gold. On its massive golden leaves, golden flames flickered, illuminating the entire world—that was the fire of the sun.
This Solar Fire is not the sixth-ranked Solar Fire on the Heavenly Fire List, but rather the prototype of the Solar Fire. The Solar Fire on the Heavenly Fire List refers to the Solar Spirit formed after billions of years of cultivation, countless enlightenments and tribulations.
The spirit of the sun, having endured nine heavenly tribulations without extinguishing, can seize the creation of heaven and earth, and ultimately stand firm above the Heavenly Dao. The fire of the sun refers to the ultimate form that is neither decayed nor decaying, undying and undying. Though it cannot be born with heaven and earth, it can live as long as heaven and earth.
The top ten ranked on the Heavenly Fire List, Flame, is at its strongest state as immortality. But Heavenly Fire has existed for countless years, and it seems that only Yan Xu can truly achieve immortality.
Other flames, such as the Rainbow Rainbow Flame and the Ice Soul Divine Flame, have all undergone countless nirvana rebirths and have never reached the height of immortality.
Most shockingly, the ancient Fusang tree, tens of thousands of miles tall, was covered with corpses hanging there, clinging to the leaves of the tree and not moving at all.
The moment the gate opened, a terrifying, murderous aura surged forth. Many of the demon clan experts ahead were so crushed by the aura that they spat blood.
The corpses here carried a terrifying pressure; even from such a great distance, they still made it hard to breathe.
After a long while, the demon clan experts gradually adapted to the terrifying pressure here and slowly entered this world.
Mo Nian silently piloted the shuttle through the main gate, and upon entering, discovered that this was a world shrouded like a dome.
If you shrink this world, it resembles a curved lampshade, and the ancient Fusang tree is the wick.
On the surrounding walls, countless corpses hung, their backs pressed tightly against the wall, each of different species and size.
There were humans, beasts, demons, underworld tribes, and even many beings that Long Chen and the others had never seen before, making it impossible to recognize their race.
But strangely, the massive magical beast here was about the same size as a human.
Creatures like giant dragons, barbarian elephants, divine phoenixes, and divine turtles—born to be incredibly large—here are about the size of a human, making them look so bizarre.
But every living being here had an incredibly terrifying aura. All were at the Divine Sovereign Realm. Although dead, their auras were hundreds of times stronger than ordinary Divine Sovereign Realm experts.
As soon as he entered through the main gate, Mo Nian piloted the shuttle, avoiding Shi Yang and the others, circling around and heading toward the ancient Fusang tree. There were no evil corpses here, so no one could find them.
Shi Yang and the others were still cautiously observing their surroundings, while Mo Nian and the others had already arrived behind the ancient Fusang tree.
As he quietly approached the Fusang Ancient Tree, Long Chen discovered that the ancient corpses here were even stronger than those on the walls, and the pressure on him was even greater.
The ancient corpses here had vivid faces, as if asleep, with not a single wound on their bodies.
When they first entered, the evil corpses Long Chen and the others saw were all gaunt and gaunt, either missing arms or missing legs.
When entering those small burial chambers, although the evil corpses were relatively intact, their bodies still bore many wounds and were much more decayed.
Here, every corpse was perfectly preserved, even the texture of the skin was so clear and elastic.
You have to understand, these are ancient powerhouses from billions of years ago. Their bodies cannot withstand the erosion of time, and seeing them so well preserved makes Long Chen's scalp tingle.
This is absolutely illogical; they are gradually approaching a shocking secret, with the shadow of death looming over them.
"This ancient Fusang tree is still in its juvenile stage. The flames on it are withering and weak, as if all its power has been absorbed by these corpses.
And a juvenile Fusang ancient tree definitely couldn't sustain so many powerful corpses; there must be something strange underground. Yue Xiaoqian looked at the corpses and said.
There were millions of ancient evil corpses on the trees. To keep these terrifying corpses alive forever, unimaginable power was inevitable.
"Such a big tree, still in its larval stage?" Guo Ran was stunned.
"The legend of the Fusang Ancient Tree is said to have grown to its largest, covering an entire star region, and its flames can even support the survival and legacy of billions of Golden Crows.
This ancient Fusang tree, judging by the wrinkles on its bark, has clearly lived for endless years but still hasn't grown back. This must be related to these corpses.
If my guess is correct, this Fusang ancient tree must be a carrier, planted here for these corpses. Yue Xiaoqian said.
Long Chen looked at Mo Nian and said, "Do you still believe this time that the Land of Heavenly Burial is truly the work of the Heavenly Dao?" From
the very beginning, Long Chen sensed a conspiracy and thought this Heavenly Burial Land couldn't possibly have formed naturally.
As for Mo Nian, who came from a tomb raiding background, he firmly believed that sky burial could never be interfered with; otherwise, it would be impossible to create a sky burial.
But now, all signs indicated that this sky burial site was full of strange elements, quite different from the legendary sky burial.
Sky Burial is the benevolence of the Heavenly Way. Unwilling to let living beings be exposed in the wilderness, the bodies are buried, allowing heroic souls to sleep and no longer suffering the suffering of chaotic cycles. When peace and prosperity come, the land of heavenly burial collapses, heroic souls are reborn, and they share years of peace.
But now, all signs indicated that Long Chen's guess was closer to reality. Still, if someone could control the Heavenly Dao to bury heroic spirits, he really couldn't believe it. If someone could even control the Heavenly Dao, they would be wielding absolute power and able to do whatever they wanted. Why would they do such a thing?
If someone really had created the Sky Burial Body by hand, then if they barged in, the consequences would be terrifying. Thinking of this, Mo Nian felt a chill run down her spine.
"Boss, look!"
Suddenly, Xia Chen pointed in a direction.
Following the direction Xia Chen pointed, Long Chen and the others finally noticed a huge light screen in that direction.
The light screen acted like a transparent portal. From this portal, one could see the opposite side, and on the other side stood a towering tree, pitch black as ink, with black flames swirling on its leaves—it was the legendary Wood of the Moon.
"Then... That is the skyline. Mo Nian looked at the light screen, his heart pounding wildly. That light screen was the skyline dividing the three thousand worlds in two, and it also separated the Land of Heavenly Burial.
"Opposite is the Wood of the Moon, here is the Fusang Tree. One yin and one yang, resonating with each other. Lone yin does not arise, solitary yang does not grow. Xiao Qian is right—this underground is the true great tomb." Mo Nian looked at the Wood of Taiyin opposite him, muttering to himself, his face full of shock.
"Who is it?"
Suddenly, Shi Yang shouted fiercely, startling Long Chen and the others, who were then attackedAppeared?