Chapter 167: The Treasure That Could Grant Another Life

The Treasure That Could Grant Another Life

The invisible destiny of the nation gathered around its emperor.

His cultivation rose violently.

In only a few breaths—

From Arcane Meridian Realm Seventh Level...

To Astral Manifestation Realm Great Perfection!

The speed was astonishing.

It rivaled even the monstrous advancement of Norman.

Dominic’s imperial authority was connected directly to the nation.

The stronger the Black Dragon Empire became, the stronger he would become.

If one day the Black Dragon Empire became the sole empire across all ages...

Even during an age when the laws of cultivation were withering—

Dominic would become a being unprecedented in history.

An Emperor.

A true ruler whose strength was inseparable from the nation beneath his feet.

Yet Victor was unaware of Dominic’s thoughts.

And he did not need to know.

No matter how powerful Dominic became, his strength would ultimately become another part of the Salvatore Family’s foundation.

And everything belonging to the family would eventually become Victor’s strength.

At this moment, far away upon Sovereign Peak, Victor sat quietly.

The night was peaceful here.

No armies.

No blood.

No screams.

Only the faint sound of wind moving through the trees.

Victor examined the rewards he had just received.

His gaze settled upon one of them.

The Primordial Divine Art.

He chose to use the Primordial Divine Art: Eternal Void Roc Sovereign Scripture without hesitation.

The moment he made his decision—

Boom!

A flood of techniques and insights poured into his mind.

Countless ancient symbols appeared within his consciousness.

The mysteries of space.

The principles of speed.

The movements of the primordial roc.

The relationship between Yin and Yang.

Everything merged together.

Around Victor, Yin and Yang energies began cycling endlessly.

The space surrounding him became increasingly illusory.

His figure seemed to blur.

Then sharpen.

Then blur again.

His physical body remained seated exactly where it had been.

Yet at the same time, it seemed as though countless layers of space had suddenly appeared between him and the outside world.

He was right there.

But he also seemed impossibly far away.

The mysteries of the Great Laws of World flowed through his body.

Victor slowly opened his eyes.

Then he rose.

He took a single step.

BOOM!!

Space rippled violently.

A circular distortion spread outward from his foot.

In the next instant—

That single step had crossed half an empire.

Victor stopped.

The wind had barely had time to move his robes.

His golden eyes narrowed slightly.

This was only casual movement.

He had not even unleashed the Eternal Void Roc Sovereign Scripture at full power.

If he did...

How terrifying would his speed become?

Victor already possessed heaven-defying physical strength.

If that strength were combined with such terrifying speed, his existence would become a natural disaster.

A body that could shatter mountains.

A speed that could cross empires in an instant.

And power capable of crushing enemies who stood far beyond ordinary cultivators.

Victor’s lips curved upward.

"Excellent..."

He nodded with satisfaction.

Then his hand moved.

A three-leafed herb appeared between his fingers.

At first glance, it looked completely ordinary.

Its leaves were simple.

Its stem was delicate.

There was no dazzling treasure light.

No overwhelming aura.

But any great cultivator who looked closely would immediately discover something terrifying.

Faint ripples of the River of Time flowed around it.

The surrounding space seemed to distort.

The past.

The present.

The future.

All seemed to overlap around that tiny herb.

The World Genesis Rebirth Lotus.

A heaven-defying treasure capable of granting another lifetime.

A treasure that countless ancient monsters on the brink of death would desperately fight for.

A single herb that could give someone another chance to walk through the River of Time.

Victor lowered his gaze toward it.

His golden eyes reflected the strange ripples of time.

The night remained silent around him.

But in his hand rested a treasure that could make countless ancient beings lose all reason.

The World Genesis Rebirth Lotus.

A heaven-defying treasure that could grant one another lifetime.

Those who sought to live a second life were terrifying beings who had once suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths.

They were existences whose names alone could make countless ancient powers tremble. They had crossed endless eras, witnessed civilizations rise and fall, and stood at heights ordinary cultivators could never imagine reaching.

Yet even such beings would give everything for a single World Genesis Rebirth Lotus—just for one more glimpse of this world.

This leaf was a legendary creation said to grow along the banks of the River of Time. It was rarely seen throughout all the realms, and whenever its existence was revealed, boundless slaughter would follow.

Ancient monsters would tear apart friendships.

Sacred lands would turn against one another.

Entire empires could be reduced to ashes over the chance to possess a single leaf.

That was how precious it was.

But Victor had ten entire stalks of this great medicine.

He stood quietly upon Sovereign Peak, holding one of the leaves between his fingers.

The plant looked almost disappointingly ordinary.

Three delicate leaves grew from its slender stem. Their surface shimmered faintly, as though countless years had been condensed into their veins. If one stared long enough, one could almost see the illusion of a river flowing backward through time.

Victor examined it for a moment before casually shrugging.

"Quite rich in spiritual energy... might make a nice potted plant," Victor remarked casually.

His words drifted through the quiet peak.

There was no reverence in his voice.

No excitement.

Not even greed.

To Victor, this legendary treasure was little more than an interesting plant.

He was barely forty, yet he had already reached the Stellar Sovereign Realm, possessing a lifespan of three thousand years.

By all reckoning, Victor was almost impossibly young.

His cultivation alone was enough to make countless ancient monsters despair.

For someone like him, there was no urgency to seek another life.

This great medicine, which countless experts would willingly kill for, was currently destined to become a mere ornament in Victor’s home.

One could only imagine the shock if outsiders ever witnessed such a scene.