In the mountains, Immortal Spirit Qi was exceptionally dense.
It seemed as though the entire world was sublimating in invisible ways.
Such a scene was truly astonishing.
Xu Yang even saw that plants and trees which had withered were now sprouting green buds, life returning.
"Hm? A spring."
"Too bad, it's too weak. Even if it accumulates until the Starry Extreme Night, at most it might benefit those at the Middle Stage of True Immortal."
Xu Yang stood aloft in mid-air, gazing at the millstone-sized spring beneath the mountain wall and shook his head slightly.
However, for many Loose Cultivators and numerous True Immortal cultivators, this spectacle was a true carnival.
Opportunities at the first tier abounded limitlessly, unworthy even of a glance from Celestial Immortal experts; it was no exaggeration to say that by then, treasures littered the ground everywhere.
He swiftly left this place, speeding toward the region where he'd hunted Immortal Beasts before.
