C396 The golden crow's true flame resurrected from the ashes

Once the dirt was thrown out, it would explode into tiny specks of dust.

It landed on the Senluo Banyan.

And then, crazily long.

The dust grew rapidly, big to the rocks, big to a mountain.

This was Resting Dirt.

Resting soil that grows when it sees water.

Although there was no river here, there was still water in the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, and most importantly