The earth and mountains continue to change, as if the seasons are alternating. When suddenly looking up, the Old Kui Tree has grown to tens of thousands of meters, breaking through the clouds, rushing to the depths of the sky.
Its branches and leaves are lush and full of vitality, blending with the golden hue of the rising sun, making it gleam brightly, appearing like a divine tree.
Its thick trunk is like a mountain, pressing down on the earth, a single leaf shakes in the gentle breeze, and the next moment it falls, causing the ground to tremble.
Yet that figure remains sitting cross-legged, as still as a rock, a silhouette like a mountain, majestic and immovable.
Swish!
A streak of killing intention pierces through the void, disregarding space and distance, slicing towards Lingyun Emperor beneath the Old Kui Tree.
He remains unmoved, allowing the killing intention to come.
"There's someone else." Han Sanqian gasped sharply, tremblingly pointing at the distant tree.
