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Chapter 89 The Immortal Tree

"So it was the innate true fire of the sun! No wonder it has endured for billions of years without going out!"

Song Yi looked enlightened and then carefully took the bronze lamp down.

This lamp is made entirely of the essence of the sun's gold, and must have been a treasure used by the demon god to illuminate his palace in the past. It is no ordinary object.

Although the flame was small, it contained an inexplicable pressure that sent chills down one's spine.

"This true fire of the sun, could it be the life-bound fire of the Golden Crow clan?" Song Yi was suddenly startled.

He knew that there were two kinds of true fire from the sun in the world.

One of them is the innate divine fire nurtured by the supreme star, the sun itself. This is the kind of divine fire that Song Yi obtained from the True Lord of the Sun.

The second is the primordial fire of the innate fire divine beast, the Great Sun Golden Crow, which is also known as "Emperor Fire" among the demon race.

The two complement each other, both being the most yang and powerful fires, known as the king of all fires.

However, when it comes to offensive power, the Imperial Fire is ultimately superior.

Putting away the bronze lamp, Song Yi stepped deeper into the palace.

After passing through the corridor, the view suddenly opened up.

A vast medicinal field, spanning tens of thousands of feet in circumference, stretched out inside the palace, surrounded by nine enormous jade pillars with coiled dragons.

A faint array of spiritual light flowed across the pillar, clearly indicating that an extremely sophisticated spirit-gathering array had been set up in ancient times.

The soil in the medicinal field has a rare purplish-gold color, and even after hundreds of millions of years of changes, it still exudes a faint innate Daoist charm.

"Back then, these were all legendary innate elixirs."

Song Yi squatted down and gently touched a dried seven-colored Ganoderma lucidum with his fingertips.

The innate elixir, which should have been able to live as long as immortals and live as long as the heavens, is now reduced to a thin, shriveled shell, which turns into ashes and vanishes without a trace at the slightest touch of a fingertip.

After all, after the primordial continent was shattered, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was not as good as before. The innate things gradually evolved into acquired things. These spiritual herbs lost the nourishment of heaven and earth and ultimately could not escape the erosion of time.

Inside the medicinal herb field, several strangely shaped medicinal plants caught Song Yi's attention.

Although they withered just as much, they miraculously maintained their complete form.

One of them resembled a phoenix about to take flight, with wisps of fire-elemental Daoist energy still remaining on its crimson leaves.

The other plant is a deep blue vine, with faint star patterns visible on its withered tendrils.

These are clearly rarer innate spiritual roots, and even if they wither completely, they still retain some indelible divine qualities.

"Nine Phoenix Golden Ginseng, Profound Yin Vermilion Fruit, Taiyi Golden Lotus—these were all treasures that even Great Luo Golden Immortals would fight tooth and nail for during the primordial era." Song Yi's voice was full of regret.

When Song Yi's gaze turned to the very center of the medicinal field, his pupils suddenly contracted.

In the heart of that purplish-gold soil, a jade tree, less than half a meter tall, stands quietly.

The jade tree was crystal clear and emitted a soft and pure seven-colored light.

The tree trunk is no thicker than a thumb, yet it is covered with intricate and mysterious natural Dao patterns. These patterns seem to be expounding some kind of ultimate truth of heaven and earth, and if one looks at them for too long, one will feel dizzy and shaken to the soul.

"A superior innate spiritual root!" Song Yi exclaimed in surprise.

At the same time, a mysterious name naturally came to mind: the Immortal Tree.

In the primordial world, all truly top-tier innate divine objects have real names, and the Dao of Heaven responds to them in the unseen realm.

Just like when the Seven Treasures Black Yellow Glazed Pagoda first appeared, his true name immediately appeared in his mind.

Song Yi noticed that the soil within three zhang around the jade tree remained moist, and he could faintly sense the flow of innate spiritual energy.

This spiritual root actually managed to create a miniature world on its own, relying on its own divine power, in this degenerate age.

Although its scope is extremely small, it is enough to prevent it from degenerating into something acquired later.

Between heaven and earth, only those innate top-grade spiritual roots nurtured by chaos are not afraid of drastic changes in the world, because they inherently possess the ability to transform acquired primordial energy into innate energy, such as the innate enlightenment tea tree of Wuyi Mountain, or the Ren water peach of the Heavenly Court.

Although this immortal tree is not of the highest grade, it remains unaffected for the time being thanks to the foundation of its superior spiritual root.

"This tree is perfect for my demon-refining purposes!"

Song Yi was overjoyed.

Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the Xuanhuang Pagoda shot out from between his eyebrows, growing larger in the wind and instantly transforming into a towering pagoda as majestic as a mountain.

An endless, mysterious suction force emanated from the bottom of the tower, sweeping the entire medicinal field along with the immortal tree into the tower's inner universe.

A magic weapon truly crafted from a top-grade innate spiritual root is no less powerful than a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

However, the prerequisite is that it must be personally refined by a powerful being with the cultivation level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal or even a Quasi-Saint, in order to bring out the full wonder of a superior innate spiritual root.

Just like the Seven Treasures Tree of the Western Sect's Zhunti Daoist, it is a magic weapon for proving the Dao that he refined with his own body as the main body, and its power is three times stronger than that of ordinary top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

Song Yi is currently good at defense but lacks offense. If he could refine the Immortal Tree into a magic weapon, even if he couldn't unleash its full power, it would still be able to make up for this weakness.

After passing through numerous palaces, Song Yi finally discovered an ancient, dark-colored stone tablet at the deepest part of the rear hall.

The stele is covered with mysterious patterns, and ancient demonic script in the shape of dragons, phoenixes and qilin can be vaguely seen flowing among them, exuding a vast and profound ancient aura.

This is the Guardian Stele, the core of the entire Demon God's Mansion.

Song Yi had previously refined the Star-Suppressing Stone Tablet of the Ancient Demon Court, so this time he was naturally very familiar with the process.

Divine light surged around him, and his hands formed hand seals, with streams of divine laws flowing into the stele like trickles of water.

The inscription gradually lit up, transforming into countless golden runes that surrounded him.

The sacrificial process was not easy.

The stele contains an ancient restriction laid down by the Great Luo Demon God based on the laws of heaven and earth. Even though it has been worn down by countless ages and its power is less than one-thousandth of what it used to be, it still retains astonishing power.

Song Yi had to concentrate fully, carefully using the power of the Xuanhuang Pagoda and the merits of humanity to neutralize the backlash from each restriction.

Three days later, as the last barrier broke, the inscription suddenly shone brightly.

Song Yi felt a sudden jolt in his consciousness, and every corner of the entire Demon God Palace was reflected in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The countless remaining restrictions and formations in the hall were now at his command.

After completely refining the Town God Stele, Song Yi released the Heavenly Flower Pattern Rhinoceros from the Xuanhuang Pagoda with a thought.

Faced with this magnificent and vast ancient ruin, it would be no easy task for him to take it away by himself alone.

In the end, with the help of the powerful magic of the mount, who was at the late stage of Xuanxian, the two of them worked together to use great supernatural powers and finally managed to forcibly take over the main hall of the entire Demon God's Mansion, turning it into a stream of light and putting it into the golden pagoda.

Having successfully completed this task, Song Yi did not delay any longer. He rode auspicious clouds back to the Heavenly Court and went straight to the Heavenly Works Department.