Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1391: The Portal Re-Opened

Wasn’t the Verdant Heatroot Token long thought to be lost? Why had it appeared here now?

One of the Emperor level Devil did not hesitating for a second, he shot straight toward the flying boat, while others lunged for the Verdant Heatroot Token itself.

Even though the token looked somewhat damaged, as the life-bound treasure of a top-tier immortal—one born of the spiritual essence of plants—it remained incredibly powerful. If obtained, it could very well enable its wielder to kill those of equal strength.

At that moment, the Second Elder of the Green Lotus Sect struck.

A massive palm blocked the devil attempting to ambush the flying boat. Their powers clashed mid-air, detonating with a boom. The resulting shockwave slammed into the flying boat, ironically pushing it forward even faster.

"Hahaha! The Verdant Heatroot Token is finally mine!" one of the devils who had first lunged toward the Spirit Garden had just grasped the hovering token.

However, the next second, the token’s radiance abruptly changed color.

A screech of agony tore from the Emperor level devil’s throat—his body was instantly sliced to pieces by the token’s light. Only his primordial spirit narrowly escaped, fleeing in utter terror.

Right behind him came the flying boat, just arriving in time to witness the devil’s soul escaping.

In Amalia’s mind, a bolt of lightning flashed—a sudden impulse surged through her, and she moved without hesitation.

A swirling black vortex suddenly appeared in the path of the fleeing primordial spirit. As half of it stepped into the vortex, it sensed something was wrong. But before it could react, a fierce and overwhelming sense of danger erupted from behind.

There was no time to think. The devil soul realized someone was forcing it into the black vortex.

Yet, strangely, it didn’t feel a strong threat coming from the vortex itself. Gritting its teeth, it went in.

Amalia saw it enter and let out a breath of relief. If that devil had chosen to fight her to the death, things would’ve been different—after all, it was still an Emperor level devil.

Even without a body, the soul of an Emperor level devils remained formidable. If it had fled outright, she might’ve been powerless to stop it.

Barely half a month had passed since her return, and already she had captured the soul of an Emperor level devil.

It was a stroke of fortune. If that devil had resisted, she might never have been able to trap it. This trip was already worth it.

The flying boat plunged into the white vortex and disappeared, along with the Verdant Heatroot Token.

As Amalia entered, the Verdant Heatroot Token actually returned to her body on its own.

She had been hesitating earlier, uncertain whether to retrieve it—fearing it might destroy her physical body like it had done to the devil. She never expected such a pleasant surprise.

The flying boat vanished, and the Spirit Garden sealed shut once more.

All that remained in the sky was the devil’s dismembered body—now hundreds of pieces, falling toward the ground.

Outside the Spirit Garden, everything returned to silence.

"Who was that person on the flying boat just now? Why did they have the Planting Fairy’s Verdant Heatroot Token?!"

Everyone present had the same thought flash across their minds—at least ninety percent of them. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The expressions on the devils’ faces turned extremely ugly.

They hadn’t seen the primordial soul of their companion—whose body had been destroyed by the Verdant Heatroot Token—escape.

They simply assumed he had been slain along with his body by the token.

As for Amalia’s later actions, due to the chaos caused by the flying boat’s aura explosion, the Verdant Heatroot Token’s radiance, and the spatial turbulence tearing through the void, they hadn’t sensed it at all.

"My Lord, what should we do?" Some of the devils grew restless.

A human suddenly appeared wielding the Verdant Heatroot Token, maybe even more than one, and broke into the Spirit Garden. What if they were powerhouses of the Mahayana stage?

"Do not worry," Asmodeus said coldly, his face stern. "Even if the other party holds the Verdant Heatroot Token, the conditions set by the Spirit Garden’s owner won’t change. To enter the Spirit Garden, one must be under three hundred years old and not at the Mahayana stage."

Had the person broken in less abruptly, Asmodeus could have had Kishi and the others deal with them directly.

Hearing this, the devils all relaxed. As long as it wasn’t a Mahayana Stage cultivator, humans could never be a match for Alastor and Kishi.

"As expected of the legendary Verdant Heatroot Token. In just a single exchange, it instantly killed an Emperor level devil without any resistance!"

The human experts couldn’t help but marvel. Their voices and expressions showed a tinge of suppressed joy.

An Emperor level devil had died—this only worked to their advantage.

A mysterious Verdant Heatroot Token had fallen from the sky, wiping out a top devil without costing them a single effort. It was as if a pie had fallen straight from heaven, free of charge.

"Jihyun Dai, do you know the identity of the person on that flying boat?" Ahyeon Xuan of the Divine Maiden Sect suddenly asked. She had clearly seen Jihyun Dai intervene when the devils attacked the flying boat.

Jihyun Dai—the name of the Second Elder—had a torrent of emotions inside but showed no trace on his face.

"I don’t know either," he replied. "The Verdant Heatroot Token had never surfaced before. Its sudden appearance leaves me just as clueless."

Ahyeon Xuan studied him for a moment, seemingly trying to catch a lie, but saw nothing unusual.

These were old foxes. If reading minds was that easy, there would be no need for so much scheming and guessing. In the end, she had to give up.

Thinking it over, Jihyun Dai likely truly didn’t know who was on the flying boat. If he had, he wouldn’t have shown such genuine surprise when the Verdant Heatroot Token appeared.