Perfect World: Dream of the Immortal Era

The remaining Lamp Spirits in other oil lamps quickly zipped their lips, terrified that Wang Heng might unleash another drop on them.

After subduing them, Wang Heng wasted no time, methodically snuffing out each lamp. During the process, the lamps stayed eerily calm, no doubt intimidated by Wang Heng's prowess.

He carefully stored each lamp in his ancient ring, isolating them from one another to prevent any possible communication.

Once he had finished, Wang Heng noticed Wang Mian staring at him with a peculiar look.

"Elder, is something the matter? Is there a problem?"

"What is Young Master preparing for? Does he expect something to happen to the Immortal King? Is this some kind of... preparation?"

Being no fool, the True Immortal Wang Mian clearly grasped Wang Heng's intentions. Could it be that the Immortal King's own son had such little faith in his father?

"Of course, it's important to prepare for any eventuality. It can only be beneficial," Wang Heng candidly admitted. He was indeed ready to make a swift exit, if needed.

Though he was confident his Immortal King father would return, there was no telling in what condition that might be.

The wounds that could force a powerful Immortal King to succumb to such a fate were unimaginably severe. Wang Heng must consider his future carefully.

Wang Mian fell silent upon hearing this. His previous confidence in the Wang Family's Immortal King began to waver. Perhaps this was the imperfection of human nature, capable of spreading doubt.

However, wavering thoughts were one thing, but he dared not act like Wang Heng. After all, Wang Heng was the son of an Immortal King. Even if his preparations came to nothing, he would face no consequences. Wang Mian, on the other hand, if caught, would lose his head and all would be in vain.

Moreover, in the absence of the Immortal King, the mansion still housed powerful figures like the Chaos Immortal Vine and Sun Yang to keep order. Any disturbance would be swiftly and ruthlessly suppressed.

Only Wang Heng, due to his unique status and circumstances, could afford to prepare early. Others attempting the same would be asking for trouble.

“Very well, what would the young master have me do?” Wang Mian asked.

“Hmm, ever since I lost my memory, I haven't ventured outside much and am not familiar with the Immortal Mansion. Once I'm done packing up my secret chamber, would you please take me to some places?”

Wang Mian agreed without hesitation.

Seeing this, Wang Heng quickly returned to his secret chamber. He packed up everything he could take, such as the stone bed enveloped in chaotic energy that greatly aided cultivation, the wooden mat of Kun essence, the stone table, among others. His principle was to never leave behind what could be moved.

After clearing out the secret chamber, Wang Heng hurried back to Wang Mian and asked him to lead the way to the Sea of Dao Seeds.

He had already fused with one of the three ancient supreme seeds, Wang Yue with another, leaving one more still unclaimed.

In the current Wang Family, besides the two of them, there was no third person capable of gaining the acknowledgment of the perfect ancient seed.

Originally, Wang Yue's fusion with a seed was out of necessity—not something within his control—because his father had decreed that Wang Heng would choose first and then allow Wang Yue to make his choice, without cutting off the path for collateral relatives.

At that time, Wang Heng had just arrived and bore the label of amnesia, his voice not having much influence. Otherwise, as he had intended, he would have found a way to deal with those collateral branches or at least have banished them back to the Celestial Domain.

Now, with one perfect ancient seed left in the Sea of Dao Seeds, regardless of its usefulness, Wang Heng was determined to hold it in his own hands.

The celestial array activated, a dazzling light flashed, and Wang Heng's figure vanished from Wang Mian's sight.

After a brief moment of disorientation, he found himself once more in the ocean of Dao seeds.

A body cannot harbor two seeds; this is the fundamental principle of the Dao Seed Method.

Should multiple seeds be found together, it would throw this world into chaos. The stronger the power, the more they would scour for seeds, leaving no path for others.

Wang Heng stood above the vast ocean, where no ancient seeds dared stay in his path.

The aura of the Supreme Soul Seed was so intense that it frightened all the seeds away.

This worried Wang Heng. What if he encountered the remaining perfect seed and couldn't approach it?

With a nervous heart, he set out on his journey. Using his last experience, he quickly reached the area where the ancient cosmos prototype seed had appeared.

After a brief moment of sensing, Wang Heng was certain that the perfect seed was gone—not because its aura had fled in advance, but because it had truly vanished. This indicated that Wang Yue was the one who merged with the ancient cosmos prototype seed.

After learning this information, he immediately headed towards the area where the Heaven's Dome Seed resided.

Indeed, this so-called 'invincible,' ancient seed, which was the nemesis of the Primal Chaos Purple Qi Seed, still existed. It floated silently in the deep sea.

Sensing Wang Heng's arrival, this seed began to tremble violently. Clearly, it was in a dilemma. It wished to stay away from Wang Heng, who had already begun his seed dao, yet for other reasons, it hesitated in place, undecided.

“Could it be because I had contact with its nemesis, the Primal Chaos Purple Qi Seed, at the Purple Bamboo Grove Gathering in the South Sea, and got a trace of its aura?” Wang Heng mused, realization dawning upon him.

These two seeds were deeply entangled, having engaged in numerous epic confrontations throughout history, establishing a karmic bond that could be termed as ‘nemesis.’

For this reason, the Heaven's Dome Seed did not depart but instead trembled there.

Wang Heng slowly exhaled, feeling a glimmer of opportunity. He controlled the Supreme Soul Seed within him, reducing its aura to a barely discernible level. With this gesture, the Heaven's Dome Seed finally stabilized from its restless state.

This was the first step in gaining the trust of this ancient seed. Next, he recited incantations, attempting to communicate with it.

Initially, his efforts were met with considerable resistance; the Heaven's Dome Seed harbored a certain hostility towards Wang Heng due to the aura of the Primal Chaos Purple Qi Seed. Added to that, Wang Heng's advancement to the Seeding Path Realm made their exchange extremely difficult, a struggle fraught with challenges.

Fortunately, through Wang Heng's relentless perseverance, the grievances of the ancient seed finally subsided. He made a promise to find it a suitable host to counter the emergence of the Primal Chaos Purple Qi Seed in this era.

“Buzz!”

The Heaven's Dome Seed vibrated, making its choice as it flew towards Wang Heng, leaping directly into his ancient ring.

“Whew!”

Wang Heng exhaled deeply, without hesitation returning to the outside world. He had much to do.

“Elder, take me to the Herbal Garden.”