The deep pit was filled with soil, and the already withered sacred tree trembled violently. Then, the withered yellow leaves began to slowly turn green, radiating vibrant life.
"This ..."
Ye Ling, Ye Xue, and the other Earth Spirit Clan experts showed expressions of shock, then burst into tears of joy—their sacred tree could be saved.
This sacred tree is the faith of the entire Earth Spirit Clan. If the sacred tree dies, they become children who have lost their mother. The grief is beyond words.
At this moment, they looked at Long Chen with gratitude in their eyes. Even if it meant dying for him, they were willing to do so. In their hearts, Long Chen was like a god.
"Buzz buzz buzz...
As time passed, the withered sacred tree came back to life, divine radiance descended, and the black water on the ground began to be purified.
All the filth in the world slowly disappears, the earth regains vitality, countless seeds sprout in the soil, striving to poke their heads out and enjoy the sunshine and rain.
Long Chen had originally thought that the surroundings were already a land of death, and that restoring this place would likely take at least tens of thousands of years.
But Long Chen didn't expect that beneath the polluted earth, countless seeds were hidden. Some vegetation had fallen into dormancy to resist the pollution, allowing them to survive for a long time.
When the opportunity comes, they will take root and sprout anew. The land of death, once billions of miles away, begins to flourish with vitality under the radiance of the Sacred Tree.
The stench of blood disappeared, replaced by the fragrance of flowers and plants, turning the living hell into a paradise once again.
The transformation happened in an instant; the Sacred Tree was like a great magician, impossible to believe unless witnessed with one's own eyes.
Witnessing this shocking scene, Long Chen's heart surged with emotion. Those seeds of life reminded him of the human race.
The human race has endured countless hardships. As the saying goes, 'Wildfires cannot burn everything, spring breezes bring new life.' When disaster strikes, humans choose to rest; when rain and dew fall, they grow rapidly.
Their tenacious vitality proclaims their indomitable spirit and persistence. No matter how many catastrophes they endure, humanity continues to live tenaciously, silently fighting against fate.
Watching those seeds take root and sprout, gave Long Chen endless motivation and new inspiration.
"Dean Long Chen, thank you for your kindness. Our Spirit Clan will forever be grateful for your kindness."
Suddenly, Ye Ling led the Earth Spirit Clan experts in a devout kneel and salute to Long Chen.
"Senior, that's unnecessary. It's just a small favor." Long Chen reached out to pull the Ye Ling clan leader.
In the end, Chief Ye Ling finished his bow before slowly standing up and saying,
"Lord of the Sacred Tree said you are the savior of our Spirit Clan. Our Earth Spirit Clan will always follow your footsteps, unwaveringly until death."
Ye Ling's expression was solemn, and she used the words "Spirit Clan" and "Earth Spirit Clan" in her words, but Long Chen hadn't noticed this detail.
"You don't have to be so polite. Without you, I wouldn't have gained so much. We're mutually beneficial." Long Chen hurriedly said.
To be honest, Long Chen strongly disliked this kind of kneeling ceremony. Aside from his parents, he felt no one else could make him perform such a grand ceremony.
If you truly feel grateful, then keep that gratitude in your heart. Some words and things are more meaningful to you than to say them aloud.
That's just how Long Chen is—whoever has helped him rarely thanks him. When others need help, he always gives his all, no matter how much it takes to get into a mountain of knives or oil cauldrons, never once frowning.
Although Long Chen knew the Earth Spirit Clan was simple, consistent inside and out, and a race that valued etiquette greatly, this kind of etiquette made him feel a bit uncomfortable.
The Sacred Tree was rapidly recovering, and at the entrance, Xia Chen had already finished repairing it. The enemies had mostly been cleared out, and perhaps some who slipped through the cracks would still be hiding in the shadows.
However, Xia Chen had already begun distributing the detection array disks to the Earth Spirit Clan's strong cultivators, and soon all the remaining remnants would be wiped out.
As for the remnants, the Dragonblood Legion naturally didn't need to intervene. For the weaker beings, the Dragonblood Legion had no interest in killing them.
But it was different for the Earth Spirit Clan. These beings were their mortal enemies and had to be cleared out, so the cleanup was entrusted to the Earth Spirit Clan.
The Dragonblood Legion had gone through two major battles in a row, both high-intensity battles, leaving little time to rest. Finally, they had time to calm down and recover.
The previous great war in Tianxie Province was a huge shock to them. Many were already on the verge of breaking through, but to avoid affecting the reclaim of the Xuanling Realm, they suppressed their cultivation and did not break through. Now, after finishing everything, they all went into seclusion.
Only Xia Chen and Guo Ran did not enter seclusion. They found a wasteland in the Xuanling Realm, dumped out all the corpses, and began cleaning them up.
Long Chen also helped. The corpses that Xia Chen and Guo Ran had handled were all stored in the chaotic space by Long Chen and directly thrown into the black soil to be decomposed.
Previously, Long Chen had left the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest on the black soil, but found that after several days, there was no sign of the nest being dismantled.
The Qiankun Cauldron told him that this black soil possessed magical power, but it was also in a growth form—the more corpses it decomposed, the greater its power.
Now, using its power to dismantle the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest is like gnawing on tough bones; if the teeth are weak, the decomposition will be slow.
It's better to first dismantle the easily decomposed corpses; the more corpses you decompose, the stronger the black soil becomes.
After the Qiankun Cauldron's reminder, Long Chen suddenly understood, while secretly cursing himself for being foolish for not noticing this detail.
Previously, decomposing Immortal King corpses took a long time for black soil to dissolve them, but now it could melt instantly. Long Chen had always believed that the strength of black soil depended on his cultivation level and the size of the chaotic space.
It turned out that wasn't the case at all. The black soil actually operates independently, and the more corpses it absorbs, the stronger it becomes.
The warning from the Qiankun Cauldron made Long Chen extremely excited. If Black Earth was strong enough, and when he encountered a saint like the Evil Blood Tree Demon again, as long as Black Earth could touch its true body, he could take its life on the spot.
Even if it couldn't kill it, it would probably be seriously injured. If that happened, Long Chen himself would have the ability to slay Saints on his own.
Black soil has terrifying destructive power on plant-type creatures. If you encounter such a powerful opponent again, a handful of black soil will wipe them out in large patches.
Thinking of this, Long Chen was instantly energized. Together with Xia Chen and Guo Ran, he kept removing the crystal cores, inner cores, and essence blood from the corpse, then threw them into the chaotic space for the black soil to absorb.
While throwing things away, Long Chen suddenly noticed something unusual about the Heavenly Dao Tree in the core area of the Black Earth.
"This ..."
When Long Chen saw the seven shining fruits on the Heavenly Dao Tree, his heart raced wildly.