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Ning Zhuo was immediately intrigued.
Sun Lingtong, when he had previously taken out the Netherworld Ghost God Seal and the Soul-stirring Drum, had not shown such an expression of surprise.
Could it be that the treasures in Qi Bai's Essence Sea were even more valuable than the previous two Magic Treasures?
Under Ning Zhuo's watchful eyes, Sun Lingtong withdrew a wisp of smoke, revealing a treasured plant.
This was a small clump of grass.
The grass stood about three feet tall. Its roots and stem were robust, covered with thick bark-like textures. The base of the roots was white, darkening as it extended toward the leaves until it turned pitch black.
The leaves could be divided into two parts.
The lower half of the leaves were withered and curled, resembling ancient yellowing scrolls weathered by time; the upper half of the leaves brimming with life, with clear veins and a faint phosphorescence at the edges of the leaves, like a glimmer of hope in the darkness.
