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The new magical plant had crossed the boundaries of the fifth rank and had bloomed with the power of the sixth rank!

The heroic cultivators of the Hive could only show ugly expressions at that sight, while those from the Utra nation could barely contain their excitement.

The cost of the monopoly over that resource was already affordable for the Elbas family when the flowers were in the fifth rank, but that became incomparably low when something in the sixth rank was concerned.

Everyone stared at the black flower on the terrain with expectant gazes.

They wanted to see if the plant was going to wither again and repeat the cycle of life and death.

However, the magical plant didn't show any sign of withering, and it even began to feed on the "Breath" contained in the terrain.

The new species had found its stable form.

The plant still looked frail and harmless, but the space around it bent as it absorbed the nutrients from the environment.