Chapter 683: The Spirit of the Divine Tree

Due to the absence of time constraints, Su Che did not rush to act for four full days. Instead, he patiently waited until all the Sacred Demon Blood in his stomach had been transformed into magic energy and stored within the Immortal Prison, bringing complete calm to his body.

Of course, during these days, he consumed dozens of colorful spiritual fruits, which began to show effects in strengthening and transforming his internal organs. This kind of enhancement would continue in the future…

“It’s ready.”

At his optimal state, Su Che unleashed the primordial force of all energies in the world: the Power of Chaos!

Just as the Black Armored Giant had said, the Immortal Demon Battlefield also possessed spirituality, and he must not let it sense that his actions were insulting. Even if the force used to conquer it wasn’t extremely powerful, its attribute had to be of a high level.

“The Power of Chaos—supreme and ultimate. Is that not high enough?”

Su Che remembered that when he tried to refine the divine stele of the Mi Immortal Realm back then, he lacked power but compensated with the right attributes. With his limited strength at the time, it should have been impossible to refine that stele, but thanks to the supreme nature of the Power of Chaos, the impossible became possible, and he succeeded.

Could he rely on the Power of Chaos to conquer the core of the Immortal Demon Battlefield once again?

“I think so.”

Su Che believed that although the internal space of the Immortal Demon Battlefield far exceeded that of the Mi Immortal Realm, its nature might not necessarily be superior. After all, the Mi Immortal Realm was an innate divine artifact, unique and irreproducible.

The Immortal Demon Battlefield, while grand and extraordinary, was ultimately created by humans.

If different spaces had hierarchies of origin, then the Mi Immortal Realm would undoubtedly belong to the innate noble class…

Of course, this was just Su Che’s personal opinion, not necessarily correct, so caution was still needed.

At his Human-Immortal cultivation level, Su Che could effortlessly spread the Power of Chaos over a range of thousands of feet. Now, he gently released a very thin layer of this power, like a soft veil, slowly enveloping the statue.

He wanted to test whether it would reject the Power of Chaos. After all, there was no true universal key in the world, and even the Power of Chaos might not work every time.

Su Che had this realization.

As soon as it made contact, he sensed something faintly: “There’s no strong rejection, but it doesn’t seem easy for the Power of Chaos to penetrate either…”

“This means it’s not a fan of it.”

Lao He was also watching all this with considerable tension, not daring to speak rashly at such a critical moment. Now he spoke seriously, “The Immortal-Demon Battlefield possesses spirituality, but it certainly lacks true wisdom. I guess it’s just like Xiao He—only driven by instinct. But the more so, the more it will instinctively devour or absorb any energy that suits its taste without hesitation.”
“Yes.”
Su Che responded in his mind but didn’t give up easily. He continued to use the power of chaos to probe carefully until he finally concluded, “It seems that if we force it to be refined using the power of chaos, even if there’s no backlash, the process will be extremely slow. With my current level as a human immortal, it would take thousands of years to complete this task.”
“Then let’s try something else. Don’t stubbornly insist on the same approach,” said Lao He.
Su Che wisely withdrew the power of chaos, stepped back slightly, and calmed his mind. Then he drew life energy from the Immortal Prison and the creative power of Black Stone Clear Flow, trying each one in turn.
The results were similar—far from satisfactory.
The power of chaos, life energy, and creative power—all three had extremely high attributes, and none of them were insulting to it, so there was no sign of backlash.
These attempts were merely trials. Even though the results were poor, Su Che remained calm and thoughtful. “The purpose of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield is to wait for someone who can completely suppress the Origin Demons. That means we should start by focusing on the idea of ‘suppressing the demons.’”
Lao He asked, “Are you saying we need to create an energy on the spot specifically to counteract the Origin Demon power?”
“More or less,” Su Che thought. “I believe the better the suppression effect, the greater the chance of refining it, and the faster the process will be.”
“Then let’s create it!”
Lao He was full of confidence. “With the Immortal Prison here, nothing is impossible!”
So, Su Che stepped back briefly, sat in seclusion, and calmed his mind as if practicing cultivation, then began various experiments with Lao He.
The giant in black armor was on the other side of the statue, also floating silently, without a sound. As the spirit of the artifact, it had guarded this place for tens of millions of years and had plenty of patience.
Ten whole days passed in the blink of an eye. Hundreds of experiments that Su Che and Lao He could think of all yielded unsatisfactory results.
One day, Su Che suddenly said, “There’s no doubt that this matter is most directly related to the energy conversion function on the sixth layer of the Immortal Prison.”
Lao He nodded, knowing his master would continue.

“The Second Layer of the Ghost Realm is under the control of the Ghost Emperor. He has full authority to handle all matters related to it, so there’s no need for us to worry. Moreover, as the ruler of a realm, his efficiency is far beyond ours.”
Su Che said slowly, “That’s the case with the Second Layer of the Ghost Realm; the same goes for the Third Layer of the Fire Realm. Since the ruler of the Fire Realm exists, we no longer need to concern ourselves with matters related to fire.”
At these words, Lao He naturally understood his master’s intention and nodded in agreement. “Indeed. It’s time to enlighten the Divine Tree and endow it with consciousness.”
Before this, the Divine Tree on the sixth layer only possessed a spiritual essence but no true consciousness—it couldn’t speak, lacked true thinking, and had no independent will at all.
Lao He was right. It was time to enlighten it.
Once enlightened, the Divine Tree would become a capable subordinate like the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld or the ruler of the Fire Realm. Su Che would only need to tell them the desired outcome; as for how to achieve it, that was their responsibility.
Isn’t that the relationship between a leader and subordinates?
However, enlightening the Divine Tree wasn’t something that could be done simply by waving a staff. After all, Su Che wasn’t yet the true Creator, nor did he possess such extraordinary powers.
“A suitable soul is needed to be infused into the Divine Tree!”
Su Che thought to himself, “It must not only be worthy of the name ‘Divine’ but also possess a selfless heart like that of a mother, capable of nurturing all things…”
At this point, both Su Che and Lao He thought of the perfect candidate.
To be precise, it wasn’t a human, but rather…
The Tears of the Stars!
Once, the Qiyuan Star in the cultivation world was mercilessly destroyed when the Witch God shattered the spatial crystal walls, leaving only its soul’s crystallization: the Tears of the Stars.
Later, Su Che implanted these Tears of the Stars into the Qiyuan Star inside the Immortal Prison, but that was merely for spiritual comfort. In reality, this current Qiyuan Star was no different from the more than twenty thousand other planets in the Immortal Prison—it was also a planet suitable for life. Sooner or later, each of them would give birth to its own true star soul.
“You, who gave birth to me and nurtured me, perished because of me. Today, I will repay you with a brand-new form of existence—one that surpasses all beings, capable of creating all things, sacred, great, and full of infinite possibilities!”
“I just wonder if you’re willing…”
Su Che’s thoughts turned to the cosmic stars on the first layer of the Immortal Prison. The immense mental power of the ruler of the Immortal Prison enveloped the entire Qiyuan Star, transmitting the life characteristics of the Divine Tree to it.

Of course, Su Che would never force her; everything had to respect her own choices. However, Su Che and Lao He believed that, both emotionally and logically, she was the most suitable candidate. Just a few breaths later, whoosh! A crystal-clear light shot out from within the planet and flew into the starry sky on its own. It was the Tear of Stars. Clearly, she had agreed without hesitation! All these years later, it still retained its tear-shaped form, indicating that she had not truly integrated into the planet of Qi Yuan Star. Just as Su Che had revived by borrowing a body back then, the soul of the young constable needed several days to adapt to the new body. For a planet, this adaptation process would stretch over thousands or tens of thousands of years, or even longer. It could be said that her choice was very wise, because the life form of the Tree of Creation was undoubtedly countless times greater than that of a planet—they were not on the same level at all. One day, the Tree of Creation would surely become a great deity that even the Creator himself would have to rely on deeply, while a planet was merely an insignificant speck in the vast universe. When Su Che transmitted the Tear of Stars to the sixth layer of the Immortal Prison and brought it before the Tree of Creation, the Tear clearly emitted a wave of spiritual energy. Su Che understood—it was her saying to him, “Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I was once your child. As long as you are willing to accept such a change, this is what I should do.” Su Che took a deep breath, and the guilt that had lurked in his heart for so long—also a kind of inner demon—disappeared completely. Yes, it was exactly that feeling! I must overcome my own inner demon… At that moment, the Tear of Stars shattered with a pop, no longer in its sad, tear-shaped form, but instead turning into a ball of colorful light filled with joy and hope, rushing toward the Tree of Creation. The Star Soul! The Star Soul of Qi Yuan Star once again emitted boundless vitality and hope. With the approval of the Lord of the Immortal Prison, the Star Soul was infused into the Tree of Creation, and the two merged perfectly. At present, the Tree of Creation was still in its infancy, not as great or sacred as envisioned. A planet soul capable of nurturing all things was absolutely worthy of it. The two became one, inseparable from now on, growing together. Whoosh! A beam of golden light descended from the sky and shone upon the Tree of Creation—this was the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Prison expressing its approval and congratulations. Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

The countless branches of the Creation Divine Tree swayed together, rapidly changing shape. Clearly, having developed its own will, it immediately voiced firm protest against the irresponsible and lazy behavior of Su Che and Lao He in the past.
Its round, bulbous shape, resembling a toilet brush, was indeed unattractive and certainly did not match the greatness, sanctity, and glory of the creative power.
“Let her be; she can turn into whatever she wants…” Su Che thought with a smile.