At the boundary between the Netherworld and the Immortal Realm, there were vast swathes of Ziqiong Trees, rare spirit trees in astonishing abundance here.
At a glance, it was a spectacle of flourishes, like blooming purple fireworks, clumps of them flourishing, a visual feast that enchanted the heart.
The powerful barrier blocked countless unscrupulous beings who coveted the Ziqiong Trees. Gazing at the extravagant Ziqiong Forest within the barrier, they could only turn away.
The man slightly raised his hand, and the barrier easily opened.
The man dressed in a black long robe entered the Ziqiong Forest.
The man's face was masked, with jet-black hair, a tall and straight posture, and an extraordinary demeanor.
Even with the mask, it wasn't hard to see that he was a rare, charming young gentleman.
Ziqiong Trees bloom every five hundred years and bear fruit every five hundred years.
It wasn't time yet, and among the thousands of Ziqiong Trees, there was naturally no fruit.
