Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 383 Spiritual Herbs, Divine Tree, Ginseng Fruit

The moment the jade gate opened, a rich medicinal fragrance, seemingly a mixture of the essence of hundreds of rare herbs and trees, surged out like a torrent that had been accumulating for millennia, instantly engulfing the four of them.

Just one breath was enough to make all the pores on my body open up, and the spiritual energy in my body began to circulate and accelerate on its own. Even my soul felt as if it had been cleansed, becoming clear and transparent.

The scene behind the door stunned even the well-informed Xuanwu Venerable and the resolute White Tiger Saintess, causing them to gasp for breath.

What lay before me was not the orderly field I had imagined, but a naturally growing, yet subtly mysterious, landscape.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, as far as the eye could see, exotic flowers and rare herbs bloomed, shimmering with light and color, and the medicinal aroma wafted like a rosy cloud.

There is the Dragon Pattern Ginseng, with leaves as green as jade and veins flowing with golden light; there is the Nine Apertures Profound Flower, with nine-colored petals that sway in the wind and emit a soul-stirring fragrance; there is the Profound Ice Jade Marrow Grass, rooted in the eye of the spiritual spring, with leaves sculpted like ice crystals and exuding extreme cold.

Many top-grade spiritual herbs, which are only recorded in the sect's oldest pharmacopoeia and were thought to be extinct in the outside world, grow here like ordinary weeds, with each one being at least a thousand years old!

And this is only the outer area of ​​the medicinal herb garden.

The deeper one looks, the denser the spiritual energy becomes, almost impenetrable. Within the spiritual mist, one can vaguely see plants with even more wondrous forms and more dazzling radiance, their quality clearly far surpassing that of the outer areas.

"This, this is the Nirvana Phoenix Blood Ganoderma? Judging from the patterns on the cap, it must have been aged for five thousand years!" Luo Qingyang's voice trembled as he pointed to a blood-red Ganoderma in the distance, shaped like a phoenix spreading its wings, and was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.

Although his Yuhua Sect was the leader of Taoism and had a rich collection of medicinal herbs, he had never seen a spiritual herb garden of such scale and quality.

In Su Manniang's alluring peach blossom eyes, an unprecedentedly fervent light blazed forth. She took a deep breath of the air, thick with the aroma of herbs, and her voice, slightly hoarse with excitement, declared: "With the aid of these spiritual herbs, what is there to fear in achieving the Great Dao! Let alone a Grandmaster, even a half-step Dharma Body might not be out of the question!"

She seemed to see a bright future ahead for her.

Even Li Qinghan, who was usually aloof and self-possessed, had a flicker of emotion in her icy blue eyes and subconsciously clenched her fists.

These elixirs have immeasurable value for the Star Palace and for enhancing her ability to search for her mother's whereabouts.

A tremendous sense of abundance and an uncontrollable greed began to grow and spread in the hearts of the three people besides Li Xijun.

If the outer perimeter is already like this, what kind of heaven-defying divine object must be nurtured in the core area at the very center of the herb garden, which is shrouded in layers of spiritual mist?

Thinking of the plaque at the entrance that read "Longevity" and contained the supreme desire, an uncontrollable thought that made my heart race emerged. Could it be that the owner of the cave back then, that ancient immortal, really refined the elixir of immortality here?

This thought, like a spell, drove them.

Even Li Xijun, while lamenting the complexities of the world, became increasingly curious about whether the elixir of immortality existed.

The four of them, with remarkable tacit understanding, almost abandoned the idea of ​​picking the top-grade spiritual herbs on the outskirts that would drive outsiders crazy. Instead, they quickened their pace and, with a sense of pilgrimage, hurriedly made their way through layers of spiritual mist towards the deepest part of the herb garden.

As the spiritual mist thickened, the medicinal fragrance became more subtle, and a deeper, more primal life force spread out.

Finally, they pierced through the last thick layer of spiritual mist and saw the core of the herb garden.

However, the anticipated scene of rays of light and the gushing forth of divine medicine did not appear.

What comes into view is an ancient tree that is so huge it is unimaginable.

The trunk is as thick as a mountain, the bark is mottled and has an ancient bronze color, the branches and leaves are lush and green, exuding a magnificent and almost tangible vitality and spiritual power.

This ancient tree itself is an unimaginable treasure of heaven and earth.

But everyone's attention was firmly drawn to something hanging on the trunk of the ancient tree, and they could no longer look away—it was a fruit.

Its shape resembles a curled-up baby, and its entire body is a dark red color that is extremely ominous, as if it were formed from the congealed blood of countless living beings.

On the surface of the fruit, you can even clearly see the outline of the baby's facial features. Its eyes are closed, but the corners of its mouth are slightly upturned, outlining an extremely eerie and chilling smile.

This blood-red infant fruit was completely out of place with the surrounding abundant vitality, as if it were the filth of all life, a product of the extreme distortion and depravity of life!

The moment they saw the blood-red infant fruit, "Buzz—"

An invisible yet terrifying wave suddenly spread out from the ancient tree!

In an instant, the once vibrant and spiritually rich medicinal garden underwent a dramatic transformation.

All the elixirs that were once radiant and thriving seemed to have had all their essence drained away, withering, dimming, and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The vibrant colors faded, leaving only a deathly gray-black. The rich medicinal fragrance was replaced by an intense, nauseating stench of blood and an indescribable, eerie, and malevolent aura!

At the same time, a terrifying suppressive force, heavy as a mountain and eerie as an abyss, suddenly descended!

Li Xijun and the other three felt a sudden heaviness around them. The spiritual energy that had been flowing freely within their bodies seemed to be tightly bound by invisible shackles, instantly becoming stagnant and impossible to mobilize.

"My spiritual power is being suppressed!" Su Manniang's expression changed drastically. She tried to circulate her cultivation technique, but to little avail.

"Only my physical strength and spiritual power remain usable!" Li Qinghan instantly assessed his situation, his icy eyes sharply scanning his surroundings, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

But something even more unsettling happened next.

The crimson infant fruit hanging on the ancient tree trembled slightly, as if it had reached its peak of ripeness, and naturally fell off, landing on the "ground" below, which was formed from the decay of countless spiritual herbs and resembled a swamp of flesh and blood.

The moment the fruit hit the ground, a flash of dark red light appeared, and the baby-shaped fruit actually transformed into a living, blood-red infant!

It slowly raised its head, and on its face, which was exactly like a fruit, was a frozen, extremely eerie smile. Its pure black eyes, without any whites, stared blankly at the four people who had broken into the place.

Then, it opened its small mouth and gently inhaled at the four of them.

There was no sound, no gale, but an invisible, blood-red ripple, imbued with the meaning of extreme decay and plunder, swept over in an instant!

"Something's wrong, it's draining my lifespan!" Luo Qingyang suddenly cried out in alarm.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that his originally young and handsome face was now visibly maturing, and he seemed to have grown up by four or five years in an instant.

Su Manniang's delicate body trembled slightly. As a Dharma Master, although she had a long lifespan and a higher status, she also felt her lifespan slipping away at this moment. She had also lost half a year of her lifespan in an instant.

Even Li Qinghan frowned, feeling inexplicably heavier, as if more than a year had passed.

Only Li Xijun stood still, her brows slightly furrowed, yet she showed no signs of aging.

He could clearly "hear" that deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the dark red pearl, which he had obtained from the Pantheon, refined by the Blood Sea Immortal, and whose mark had been washed away by the God King, was now trembling slightly like never before.