Zhao Yi gazed intently, only to see a massive black tree towering into the clouds, its branches and leaves like dark claws, twisted and malevolent.
He widened his eyes, his face expressing disbelief, as the trunk was covered in moss, seemingly capable of devouring any life that approached.
As he got closer, he felt a chill emanating from the giant tree, sending shivers down his spine, as if it could consume all life.
"How is this possible?"
"The Nether Tree descended so quickly, the Magic World has just been devoured, and now it has invaded the Spirit Realm to this extent?"
"Something must have happened that I don't know about, but even if it's like the situation in the Magic World, where someone sided with the Nether Tree, this world's Heavenly Dao Will is not weak, it will surely stop all this, unless..."
Zhao Yi thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.
He hurriedly said to the beasts behind him, "Quick, leave this world, or it will be too late."
"Ke ke ke..."
