Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

He then looked at the spiritual herbs on each island. After undergoing multiple transformations, especially after absorbing the essence of the Life Spring and the blood of powerful gods, many spiritual herbs had reached the limit of their current life form, condensing into "seeds" containing all the essence and some of the characteristics of the laws of new life.

These newly sprouted seeds are all full of vitality, brimming with inner radiance, and of far superior quality to those before.

They lie quietly in the spiritual soil, waiting for the next planting opportunity, symbolizing another innovation and accumulation of spiritual plant system within the array space.

With a clear view of the situation within the formation, Ying Xuan felt even more confident.

With a thought, the massive array diagram covering tens of thousands of miles rapidly shrank and solidified, eventually transforming into a stream of light that disappeared back into the black and white jade pendant at his waist.

Standing up, Ying Xuan took one last look at the nine still-gushing life springs, and the four sword lights and the towering pillar of light that were faintly visible in the depths, exuding the aura of annihilation and slaughter.

A sigh of regret finally escaped softly.

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian, the Spirit Treasure Array Diagram... they are indeed tempting. Unfortunately, the time is not right, and my strength is insufficient; I cannot force them."

He shook his head, forcibly suppressing his reluctance and regret.

"Well, such treasures are all about fate. Perhaps in the future, in a stronger and more vast world, we will encounter opportunities that are no less precious than this."

He has always been rational, knowing that his own safety and long-term development are paramount. To risk everything for a treasure that he cannot control for the time being, and even risk his life, is by no means a wise move.

Without further hesitation, Ying Xuan transformed into a dazzling streak of light, streaking across the cold, starry sky and hurtling straight toward the floating island of "the other shore"!

……

The Floating Island on the Other Shore, the last settlement and holy land of the gods.

At this moment, this once peaceful and orderly floating island has fallen into an unprecedented state of panic and chaos!

Nearly a hundred powerful members of the God Clan at the Sendai Realm ventured into the Bitter Sea one after another to investigate the strange vortex that was swallowing the seawater and the missing members of their own kind, but... none of them returned! Not even a trace of battle or a single distress signal could be transmitted back!
This is unprecedented! In the now-declining God Race, the Sendai Realm is the backbone, and each member is a valuable fighting force, key to maintaining the God Race's status on the other side and resisting external enemies.

The loss of nearly a hundred people in one fell swoop, including several who had touched the edge of the Holy Realm and even a true Saint Ancestor! This is a devastating blow, shaking the very foundation of the God Race's rule in this place!

Throughout the floating islands, in the settlements, temples, and cultivation caves of the gods, a sense of fear spread like a plague. Without the suppression of the powerful's authority, various repressed conflicts, disputes, and even complaints about resource allocation began to surface. Arguments, cries, and even small-scale clashes erupted intermittently throughout the floating islands.

"What on earth happened?!"

What kind of monsters are in the Sea of ​​Bitterness?

"Even the Holy Ancestor has fallen... Shouldn't we flee this place?"

"Where can we escape to? Once we leave the other shore, there lies an even more dangerous ancient road and a sea of ​​suffering!"

People were filled with anxiety and could not live a peaceful life.

Just as the chaos and panic reached their peak, a streak of light, faster than their reaction time, silently pierced through the remaining perimeter of the floating island, as if ignoring the remaining guards and restrictions, and went straight to the core of the floating island, which was also the most heavily guarded area—the Divine Race Medicine Garden!
As the light faded, Ying Xuan's figure appeared.

He didn't even try to hide his aura, but the fluctuations belonging to the Sendai Realm didn't attract much attention in the chaotic Other Shore at this moment—after all, although the aura of the Sendai Realm is considered that of a master in the Other Shore now, it no longer has the absolute deterrent power it once did.

However, when Ying Xuan saw the scene in the herb garden, even with his composure, a look of undisguised shock flashed across his eyes!

This is a vast medicinal garden, shrouded in ancient restrictions, its area comparable to a small country! At the center of the garden stands a colossal tree that defies description!

This tree is no ordinary tree. Its trunk has a strange texture that is warm and smooth like jade, yet seems to contain the luster of stars. It is thousands of feet tall and pierces the sky.

The tree canopy spreads out, blocking out the sun. Each leaf is as large as a house, with different shapes, some like swords, some like fans, and some like hearts. But without exception, they all exude a rich and irresistible life essence and a faint golden divine radiance!
A powerful vitality emanates from the tree trunk, like an invisible tide, nourishing the entire medicinal garden and even subtly influencing the environment of parts of the floating island.

This is the legendary Tree of Life! One of the foundations upon which the gods survive, multiply, and maintain a portion of their divine bloodline in the ancient mythological path!

Beneath this towering divine tree, and on the vast land of the herb garden, countless spiritual herbs are planted!
No longer were the few or dozens that occasionally drifted down in the rain of light. Instead, they were densely packed, forming groves and forests that stretched as far as the eye could see! Ying Xuan had never seen the forms and auras of many of these spiritual herbs before; they were clearly priceless treasures passed down from ancient times by the divine race or collected from various parts of the mythical ancient road!
A cursory glance reveals at least hundreds of thousands of medicinal herbs that are tens of thousands of years old! Many more are tens of thousands of years old, or even faintly exuding an aura of greater antiquity! The total number... is probably in the millions!

It should be noted that within Ying Xuan's Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Grand Array space, after numerous plundering, catalysis, and transformations, the total number of spiritual herbs planted is only tens of millions, and most of them are still relatively young, with the main varieties collected from the Big Dipper.

The total number of spiritual herbs in this divine herb garden before him may not be as large as in his array space, but the average age, rarity, and especially the value of the Tree of Life at its core, which continuously exudes the aura of the origin of life... are simply immeasurable!
"If we could move this entire herb garden, especially this divine tree, back to the Great Qin..."

Ying Xuan's heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

He seemed to see countless barren mountains and rivers in the Great Qin world instantly transformed into blessed lands and sacred cultivation realms due to the arrival of these top-tier spiritual herbs and divine trees! This would be a tremendous, earth-shattering opportunity that would change the underlying spiritual environment and resource structure of the entire Great Qin world!

Compared to the ethereal and extremely risky Four Swords of Immortal Execution, this real and priceless Divine Clan Medicine Garden before him seems... more worthy of his full effort!
A declaration imbued with supreme majesty and boundless power—"I have returned!"

—Like a thunderclap from the heavens, it resounded throughout the entire world of the Great Qin!

The voice carried an unquestionable authority, and even more so, a majestic aura like a prodigal son returning home or a king on a tour. It clearly entered the ears of every citizen of Qin and was imprinted deep in their hearts.

After a brief silence, a frenzy of activity erupted!
Whether in bustling metropolises or remote mountain villages, countless people poured out of their houses, fields, and markets, excitedly gazing up at the seemingly normal sky.

Their faces beamed with heartfelt joy and reverence.

"It's His Majesty! His Majesty has returned!" "May Heaven bless Great Qin! His Majesty is safe and sound!"

"..."

Someone started it, and the ancient war song engraved in the blood of every Qin person—"No Clothes"—began to be sung loudly.

"How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes. The king is raising an army; let us prepare our spears and shields. We will fight alongside you against this enemy!"

One person sings, a hundred join in, a thousand or ten thousand respond! The singing was somewhat chaotic at first, but it quickly coalesced into a mighty, vast wave of sound that soared into the sky! This was not just singing, but the purest, most fervent, and most unreserved faith and longing of hundreds of millions of people at this moment!

As the song resounded throughout the heavens and earth, a massive amount of golden incense energy, invisible to the naked eye yet truly present, rose from every corner of the Great Qin world like rivers flowing into the sea, and converged madly towards the center of the world—the majestic, floating, and now immortal Great Qin Imperial Palace!

The imperial palace itself was no ordinary object; as a meticulously crafted celestial artifact, it constantly absorbed and released the national fortune and spiritual power of the Qin Dynasty. However, at this moment, the sudden return of this immense incense offering spiritual power, far exceeding the usual amount by hundreds or thousands of times, was like a flood bursting its banks, making it impossible for even the celestial artifact imperial palace to absorb it all at once!
"Om-!"

Outside the palace walls, which were already shrouded in a hazy, ethereal light, an even more dazzling and ever-flowing halo of seven-colored divine light had formed due to the excessive accumulation and compression of incense and spiritual energy! This halo, like the halo of the Heavenly Emperor's palace in mythology, made the already mystical palace appear even more solemn and sacred, impossible to look directly at!
Inside the palace, all the palace maids, eunuchs, guards, and even officials who were handling state affairs, no matter where they were, were filled with emotion the moment they heard the announcement, and involuntarily knelt down devoutly in the direction of the palace gate.

"Welcome back to the palace, Your Majesty!"

The unified shouts echoed throughout the palace.

At the same time, powerful auras rose from all parts of Xianyang City, rushing towards the palace at top speed. These were the important officials of Qin who had sensed Ying Xuan's return.

Ying Xuan's figure had already quietly appeared on the white jade square in front of the main gate of the palace.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the strange phenomena and vast spiritual power caused by his return, a joyful smile on his face.

He looked at the first few high-ranking officials who were still a little unsteady on their feet and laughed loudly.

"This time, the commotion is quite significant."

However, this overwhelming incense offerings and spiritual power are exactly what I desire!

He explained briefly.

"As cultivation becomes more widespread and people's own strength improves, the direct reliance on and desire for the Emperor and the court among the people of Great Qin is actually slowly decreasing compared to the past."

This is a good thing, showing that the people of my Great Qin are striving for self-improvement. However, the power of ancestral worship and prayer is also a vital national asset, indispensable. Today, I have returned in high spirits precisely to leverage the sudden surge of longing and faith among my millions of subjects to reclaim in one fell swoop a far greater amount of ancestral worship than accumulated over several years!

He had barely finished speaking when a thought struck him.

"Splash—!!"

Behind him, the outline of the "stone door" that only he could sense flickered slightly. Then, as if a gate to a treasure trove had been opened, countless magical treasures, artifacts, and weapons of various shapes and colors, shimmering with various precious lights, surged out like a fountain!

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, bells, tripods, pagodas, seals, mirrors, rings... the variety is endless. At a rough glance, there are hundreds of thousands of items!

As if lifted by an invisible force, they hovered above the vast open space in front of the palace. Their precious light connected in patches, illuminating half the sky with dazzling brilliance. Even though the astonishing spiritual pressure was deliberately restrained, it still made the high-ranking officials who had rushed over feel suffocated.

As soon as these magical artifacts appeared, they automatically split into two distinct parts.

Some of the precious light was relatively pure; although its spirituality was dormant, its material was crystalline and free of any obvious foreign aura. The other part, however, was much more numerous, and within its light, faintly flickered blood-red, black, or various distorted phantoms, radiating a strong sense of resentment or murderous intent belonging to its former owner!
The moment this part of the magical artifact, still containing impurities, appeared, the almost solidified seven-colored incense energy halo surrounding the palace seemed to have found an outlet, emitting a joyful buzz!

"boom--!"

The massive golden incense power, containing the purest wishes and beliefs of hundreds of millions of people, rushed towards the torrent of hundreds of thousands of magical treasures imbued with spiritual will, like a pure fire that has discovered impurity, or like weary birds returning to their nests!
zizi...

Like hot oil poured on snow, or the morning sun melting ice, the remnants of will, malevolence, curses, and resentment clinging to the magical artifacts began to dissolve and fade at a visible speed under the vast, balanced, and harmonious power of the incense.
The "faith purification" and "the power of the people's wishes" inherent in the power of incense and prayer are the best tools to erase the spiritual imprints of these rootless, alien species!
At the same time, Ying Xuan waved again.

An even more breathtaking scene unfolded!

One hundred and eight miniature, yet lifelike, phantom "islands" radiating a rich aura of life and starlight flew out from his body.

These phantoms rapidly grew larger, as if projecting a complete starry sky secret realm into reality.

Immediately afterwards, countless spiritual roots and medicinal herbs floated out from these illusory "islands"!

There were towering ancient tree saplings with jade-like branches and leaves, exotic flowers and rare herbs that bloomed with seven-colored light, and vines and fruits that were covered with dew-like Daoist charm... They seemed to possess a spirit, and after circling in the air for a moment, they flew precisely to the vast spiritual fields and medicinal gardens that had been cultivated in various parts of the palace but had always been empty.

There are so many spiritual herbs! And such a wide variety of them! The ones with the least age are at least several thousand years old, and there are countless ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. There are even some exotic species that exude even more ancient and obscure fluctuations!

The vast spiritual field area originally planned by the palace was completely filled in just a few breaths! Many spiritual herbs, due to their high density, even emitted their own spiritual power, beginning to transform the surrounding soil environment and spontaneously improving the quality of the spiritual field.

"Expand!"

Upon seeing this, Ying Xuan did not hesitate and communicated with the core of the palace in his mind.

The entire Immortal Palace emitted a deep rumble, and its edges—the palace walls, foundations, and the internal palace complex and spiritual fields—began to slowly extend and expand outwards! One ring, two rings, three rings… it expanded outwards several times before it could barely accommodate this sudden, massive amount of top-grade spiritual herbs! (End of Chapter)