"Master, this fella's dead." The Wutong Tree's voice could faintly be heard. It did not sound agitated at all as though there was no difference between it killing a formidable Venerable One and ordinary Spiritualists such as Poisonous Saber Gentleman and others in the past.

Ou Yangming twitched his mouth and said, "I saw."

He flashed to the 10,000-legged Venerable One's carcass, which had been split into over 10 sections.

An insect's life force was unquestionably the strongest, but any insect that had been lashed into this state would be utterly dead such that one would not be able to be resurrected at all.

The massive root in the air had long been disbanded and withdrawn, leaving several wriggling roots beside Ou Yangming to protect him.

Ou Yangming knew this was the act of the Wutong Tree's experience and wisdom. It was not guarding him against the carcass on the ground, but the strange Blood Shadow outside the secret realm. Nonetheless, given that the red figure had not entered the secret realm yet, it had probably given up on the idea and was waiting outside.

The 10,000-legged Venerable One was dead, but there was an unusual luster in Ou Yangming's eyes when he looked at its carcass.

This was because a Venerable One's dead body was a rare material for refinement.

Back then, Ghost-clawed and the 2 other insect Venerable Ones were burned into nothing by Feng Xiang, where they did not leave anything behind. Although the phoenix was standing up for Ou Yangming and setting up a reputation for him, his heart ached.

If he was given the carcasses of the 3 Venerable Ones, he could have refined many divine weapons and sharp tools.

Unlike Feng Xiang, which killed the insect Venerable Ones simply and neatly, the Wutong Tree was cruel toward the 10,000-legged Venerable One, but it left the Venerable One's carcass here.

Ou Yangming cleared his throat and asked, "Wutong, what do you think about giving its carcass to me?"

The Wutong Tree answered without any hesitation, "Master, everything here belongs to you."

"Thanks." Ou Yangming nodded.

The Wutong Tree had acknowledged him as its master due to his Heavenly Phoenix Fire, but there was a huge disparity between their strengths, hence he treated it rather respectfully.

Following that, the roots beside Ou Yangming bent forward as if they were bowing like humans.

"Master, everything I have is yours."

Ou Yangming hesitated for a while before he questioned, "Wutong, what exactly do you want from me?"

He possessed the Military Fire, but he was not a real phoenix, after all, so he did not understand what the Wutong Tree was really yearning for.

The Wutong Tree kept quiet for some time before it answered, "Master, I want to be resurrected."

Ou Yangming was stunned, and his face changed slightly. He felt troubled when he thought about how humongous the Wutong Tree was.

'Burning the Wutong Tree with my Heavenly Phoenix Fire? That sounds like a legendary or epic task. Not to mention my current cultivation base, even if I become a Venerable One, I might not be able to do it!'

The Wutong Tree had previously told him that its wish could only be fulfilled after a millennium. Now, it seemed like it did not exaggerate it at all.

Ou Yangming smiled bitterly and curbed his thought. "Okay, Wutong, I'll surely work hard to fulfill your wish as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Master, but you don't need to do this on purpose. In any case, I've already waited for a long time, so I won't mind waiting a while more."

The young fellow forced a smile. Based on the Wutong Tree's sense of time, a century was probably the same as a year for a human.

Ou Yangming walked toward the 10,000-legged Venerable One's head and narrowed his eyes as he released his mental conception. Soon enough, he sensed what he was searching for in the centipede's head.

It was a poisonous pill, which lived deep inside the Venerable One's head, and it bred enormous energy.

When Ou Yangming sensed the energy, he was in awe.

The embodiment of a Venerable One's power could impact one heavily; even a dead Venerable One must not be degraded at all.

Just as Ou Yangming was wondering how he could safely retrieve the poisonous pill from the 10,000-legged Venerable One's head, his vision went blurry. A root that had been following him suddenly elongated and struck the head like a hammer.

Ou Yangming's eyelids twitched, but he saw the centipede's head being cracked open. Subsequently, the root curled up the poisonous pill with its tip and presented it to the young fellow.

'This Wutong Tree is too sensitive and direct.'

Ou Yangming forced a smile and accepted the poisonous pill. "Thanks."

The root swayed slightly to express its good intention sincerely.

Next, Ou Yangming flashed and opened his interspatial bag to gather all of the 10,000-legged Venerable One's sections inside.

Those were incredibly precious materials, thus he did not want to waste them at all.

Once Ou Yangming was done with everything, he turned around and went far away from the secret realm's entrance. Needless to say, before he started to move, he exhorted the Wutong Tree to be prepared at any time because they must not let Blood Shadow leave if it entered.

It was unlikely for Blood Shadow to enter the secret realm, but one that was prepared could prevent danger.

Ou Yangming arrived at a secluded area and retrieved the poisonous pill. He then turned his wrist and retrieved the other poisonous pill, which accommodated a spirit and had formed a world.

The poisonous pill's spirit immediately appeared and twisted its body cheerfully around Ou Yangming. It could not hide how joyful it was.

Ou Yangming smiled and extended his arm. The poisonous pill's spirit instantly jumped on it affectionately, causing the Wutong Tree, which was observing them secretly, to be somewhat jealous.

After playing with the poisonous pill's spirit for a while, Ou Yangming was in a good mood too. The little thing was free and was similar to a blank sheet, but it was very attached to him.

Afterward, Ou Yangming pinched the spirit's neck and brought it close to the 10,000-legged Venerable One's poisonous pill.

The little spirit's eyes lit up right away. It had sensed the extremely poisonous thing the second it came out earlier, but fooling around with Ou Yangming was more important to it. Only when the young fellow brought it close to the powerful poisonous pill, it expressed how much it yearned for it.

Ou Yangming chuckled and asked, "Lil' fella, this is a gift for you. Do you like it?"

"I like it…" The poisonous pill's spirit nodded hard and sent him a fluctuation through its conception.

The young fellow was dumbfounded, and he had a weird look on his face.

Back then, no matter what Ou Yangming said, the poisonous pill replied to him by sending him a message in the form of a spiritual fluctuation. This time, it spoke.

Ou Yangming was surprised yet overjoyed because the spirit had become more capable.

He shook his wrist gently to send the poisonous pill's spirit toward the 10,000-legged Venerable One's poisonous pill. The spirit pounced on the pill at once, then it swayed its body and entered the pill.

Ou Yangming's heart tensed up a little, but he quickly relaxed.

During the Insects' invasion, the spirit's performance was truly remarkable. Not to mention a dead insect Venerable One, even the ones that were alive were helpless against it.

Furthermore, the 10,000-legged Venerable One and the poisonous pill's spirit actually had the same origin. They both cultivated as centipedes, so it would not be odd for the spirit to inherit the 10,000-legged Venerable One's energies.

"Master, this is a spirit!" The Wutong Tree's voice was heard. "You're really lucky to have been able to acquire a spirit!"

Struck with a thought, Ou Yangming asked, "Wutong, this poisonous pill's spirit was born in your secret realm. Didn't you realize it?"

The Wutong Tree was struck dumb. "What a shame—I might've been asleep at that time, which is why I didn't realize it."

It could probe everything in this secret realm, but it must take the initiative to search the place. Normally, the further the places were away from it, the less it paid attention to them.

Back when Ou Yangming and his companions entered the secret realm, the Wutong Tree never imagined this to happen, so it did not pay attention to them.

"Uhm, Master, since you have a spirit, why couldn't you go against those fellas?" The Wutong Tree asked in confusion.

"What? Go against who?" Ou Yangming was taken aback.

"Those 2 Venerable Ones."

"Go against them…" Ou Yangming's face changed, and he smiled bitterly. "How could that be?"

"Possessing a spirit and grasping its power is equivalent to having a self-made world. How is it difficult to go against them using a world's power?"

Ou Yangming raised his eyebrows, and his heart pounded.

A self-made world was indeed the biggest change that happened to the poisonous pill's spirit. The world was rather immature, but it was still a world. As long as its power was released, how could a Venerable One resist it?

"Wutong, how can I use the power of the spirit's world?" Ou Yangming asked humbly.

The Wutong Tree fell silent for some time before it answered, "I have no idea. Master, you'll need to try it out yourself."

Ou Yangming twitched his mouth. 'Good fella, you drew a pie for me, but you're now asking me to explore how I can enjoy it.'

He shook his head and suddenly recalled something, so he raised another question, "Wutong, I previously found a treasure in your secret realm. It's a Dragon Coffin, and it contained some rare and precious treasures. Where did you get them from?"

The Wutong Tree pondered for a while before it answered, "A long, long time ago…"

Ou Yangming's face darkened. 'Do you think that you're telling a story to a 3-year-old?'

Fortunately, the Wutong Tree seemed to have sensed his anger, so it quickly changed the way it was going to explain everything.

"Master, someone entered the secret realm 10,000 years ago and brought them here."

Ou Yangming's eyes gleamed. "Where's that person?"

"He died."

"He died?"

"Yes, he was already severely injured and was on the verge of his death. I didn't care about him, so he died not long after he entered the secret realm," the Wutong Tree responded calmly.

From its perspective, life did not seem much. In particular, it was normal for a human to die, and there was no need to look into one's death.

Ou Yangming smiled bitterly and thought, 'Looks like the Dragon Coffin has become an unsolvable mystery.'