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Chapter 432: The Secret of Potion Plants and the Death of Akmanmon the Second

【Divine Artifact: Seed Jar of Kurmis】

【Sequence Number 57】

【Ability 1 Spirit Fusion Seal Imprint: The Spirit Fusion Seal Imprint originates from the Mythical Authority of spirituality. This special seal imprint can combine oneʼs spiritual power with other objects in nature, transforming them into oneʼs own seal spirits.】

【Ability 2 Potion Seeds: Kurmis fused his own body and flesh into this jar. Since then, this magical jar can create special seeds. The seeds can be planted to grow potion plants with miraculous effects, and different potion plants have different effects. Kurmis can fuse his seal imprints into the seeds, transmitting his power to distant places. He can also catalyze potion plants into plant-type seal puppets and control various different powers.】

【Ability 3 Harvest Sacrifice: When potion plants are harvested, the Lizard People offer them to the Seed Jar through sacrificial rituals. The more mature potion plants they obtain, the more powerful the Seed Jar becomes and the more types of plant puppets it can control.】

【Ability 4 Spirit of the Feathered Serpent: The Seed Jar of Kurmis was forged using the Divine Grace Four-Part Secret Technique. He fused his Wisdom Divine Blood into the jar, hiding his spirituality, consciousness, and memory within it, waiting for the jar to become complete and for his next awakening. When the Spirit of the Feathered Serpent fully awakens, the four powers unite as one. The body of the Feathered Serpent will appear once more, forming a massive mental domain to manipulate and influence the surrounding weather, plants, and life. However, using this ability before achieving mythology will greatly damage this artifact.】

This was the record on the Divine Cup about the Seed Jar of Kurmis.

At this moment, the Divine Artifact unleashed its full power within the Volcano Forest.

The Feathered Serpent Kurmis held nothing back, forcefully reuniting the Divine Grace Four-Part power that he had once divided. He paid no heed to the consequences that would inevitably follow.

The true body of the Feathered Serpent emerged, no longer a mere possession by a seal spirit.
In the sky, a long, twisting giant serpent stretched across the heavens. Its elongated golden wings spread wide, blotting out the sun.

The massive head of the Feathered Serpent emerged from the clouds. It released a roar toward those below, a sound like thunder.

Boom!

Dark clouds loomed heavily overhead.

From afar, the clouds seemed to press down against the jungle, nearly touching the ground. This ominous sight made onlookers instinctively hold their breath as a palpable sense of suffocation and crisis washed over them.

Lightning bolts rained down in rapid succession, surrounding the Feathered Serpentʼs massive, coiling form.

Amid the chaotic storm, countless seeds scattered through the air. Each seed began to morph, transforming into a unique seed puppet.

Thick vines spiraled outward, giving rise to giant wooden puppets and delicate, crystal-like flowers. The diversity of these creations was striking. A corresponding plant puppet emerged for every type of potion plant Kurmis had once harvested, each one assuming its own distinct form.

The plants spread across the Lizard Peopleʼs village, completely surrounding Akmanmon.

Vines surged alongside a sea of trees, while thunder and wild winds danced in unison.

On the other side, Akmanmon stood atop the massive cannibal wormʼs head.

At first, his gaze was cast downward, but soon he adjusted his posture and looked upward.

The Feathered Serpent towered over his cannibal worm, its immense body dwarfing the creature beneath him. The chaos it unleashed could only be described as earth-shattering.

”Acting now?”

”Isnʼt it a little late for that?”

Akmanmon unleashed his full power, directly confronting Kurmisʼs mental domain.

The signature mental domain of a Fourth-Rank apostle expanded outward from Akmanmonʼs body, clashing with Kurmisʼs domain.

The domain was silver-white, and within it, faint chanting could be heard. The voices brimmed with intense longing, as though they were praying and pleading with a divine being.

”Death is not the end, but a new beginning.”

”Great God of Silver and White, please grant me immortality.”

”I donʼt want to die, I want to keep living.”

”Give me a perfect body, give me an immortal body.”

”I will enter the cycle of rebirth, obtaining new life.”

”Eternal deity, please allow me to enter Your kingdom.”