I stepped on the last stair and what seemed to be a circular hallway appeared in front of me. It is huge with seven big runic doors and three sets of stairs that go up. 

There is no one in the hallway; it is completely dark and empty of any person. I could hear the faint noises of fighting, but they are coming from the above floors; I have no intentions to go there before I checked what is inside these runic doors.

I entered the hallway and looked at the doors; of seven doors, runes are visible on the four doors while invisible on the three.

I checked one door after another, especially runic doors. Two runic doors did not have a complete runic design on them, one of them even half broken. I am not going to waste my time on them; I have barely survived one broken gate; I do not want to take chances with others as long as it is not necessary.

The two complete runic doors have a completely different runic design, so I will not be able to use the same method twice on them.

The fighting above has become even more intense, but I did not focus on that; instead, I record the runic diagram before going into my Inheritance space to solve them. Of course, I did not keep myself unprotected. I set up a runic field around me; this field is powerful enough that it will be able to take an attack of Elite

It took me three hours and ten minutes to study and devise the method to break the formation. One and a half-hour less than what I needed in the graveyard of bone.

I opened my eyes and dissolved the runic field around me before taking out ink and started repainting them before drawing out new runes over them.

While what I am doing may seem simple, it is far from it. There are very few people in the world who could do what I am doing at such a fast speed without the use of any calibrating artifact. 

Though it is also a fact that whatever this place is, it is running on bare minimum power, otherwise I would have needed far greater resources to break the formations than a simple emperor grade runic ink.

Zip!

After I finished repainting and drawing new runes, I activated the formation. As it did, the formation light up, and the door opened; I directly went inside after getting a glance of what's inside, and a second later, the door closed behind me, just like before.

In front of me is a forest, the forest would be the wrong word for it, it is a big garden which hadn't been taken care of for thousands of years.

Hun!

I was about to take a step toward this overgrown garden when I suddenly stopped and closed my eyes. There is a feeling of hunger from my runes, and it is not from one thing; there are three things which my runes are hungering for.

Seeing that, a big bright smile couldn't help but appear on my face. My runes have started reacting; there are few things in this place that are beneficial to my runes.

The seal of this place is truly strong that my runes are unable to sense it till I had entered inside. I was able to sense that treasure in a ghost city the moment I entered it.

Chew Chew!

Ashlyn came out of me finally; when I was in the boneyard, she did not come. She had felt that place is boring, now as soon as I had come to this place, she had not wasted any time in coming out.

Ashlyn had come inside me few minutes before the commander had called us to her, the time when we unranked elited discussing things among ourselves. She had come inside me without anyone noticing her by coating herself in her invisible fire, which did not produce any heat or energy signature.

"Don't eat things that I need," I said out loud when I saw her flying away from me. She did not reply, but I know she heard it and won't eat what I need.

With me giving warning to Ashlyn, I entered the unkempt garden with great hopes in my eyes.

"Cre Azeara," I stopped as I shouted a minute later; I saw a small tree of seven yellow flowers on it. There seemed to be nothing special about this plant, except for the faint unique aura and twin-colored step it has.

The stem is useless; the only use it has to identify the flower. 

This flower is a pretty rare Tyrant grade resource; while I do not need it, I could exchange it with the resources I need.

Cre Azeara is quite a rare resource, and it only grows in a place where the soil is extremly nutritious and energy is rich. It could feed on any energy; I am sure the Astral light energy lingering around is very beneficial for its growth.

I picked the flowers, careful not to damage the tree, which is quite delicate despite its grade. Thankfully, I have great control and am able to harvest all the flowers without damaging the trees in the slightest. 

After I am done with the flowers, I picked up fistfuls of soil and smelled them before licking them. When I did, my eyes couldn't help but shot open.

"No wonder it could grow something like Cre Azeara," I said with a smile. The soil is very good; saying very good would be an understatement, it is the most nutritious soil I had ever come across, and I am going to take loads of it with me.

After seeing the garden of Lord Al, I wanted to create something like but creating something like that is not simple. The resources required for it are immense, and I do not have the time and energy to create something like it, seeing how every second of mine is dedicated to leveling up to the Tyrant stage.

I am going to take some of this soil with me, so if I have time and decided to create a garden of dreams, then I would have all the resources I needed to create something like that.