He jumped onto the cliff, which was the mountain peak of this little island. There, a black light and white light revolved around each other like two fish.

At the center of these two lights was a three-foot-tall blood-colored spirit mushroom. The divine lights flowed around it in a harmonious dance, resembling the interaction of the sun and moon, their rhythm seemingly influencing the cadence of heaven and earth.

Seeing that mushroom, Long Chen felt his head buzzing, and his mind went momentarily blank.

“Heaven Earth Blood Spirit Mushroom. Long Chen, you’ve struck gold.” The Earth Cauldron’s voice rang out, its voice laced with astonishment. Even in its seclusion in Long Chen’s mind-sea, the Earth Cauldron couldn’t help but...