Green Caterpillar, Featherless Black Bird

Qin Yang did not show himself. He hid far away and waited. Ugly Chicken was quite reliable; in merely one day, it had begun guiding the heavenly fire down.

It seemed Chou Ge Beast was heavily restricted over there. He probably had no way to put that grand hall away, and the hall itself did not seem especially strong defensively. Yet given the current circumstances, Black Robed Woman simply could not leave the hall's range.

That made them rather large targets. It would be much easier to target them.

Qin Yang did not approach. In his senses, the power of the heavenly fire was growing stronger and stronger. This region of heavenly fire looked as though it would be far larger than expected. Perhaps only the places Black Shadow's hand had passed through when it fell back then looked like this.

He circled around to the other side of the Sacred Tree's trunk, seeing if he could pick up something along the way. Judging by the current trend, once the Sacred Tree passed through the Gale Wind Layer, it might be bald.

By then, there would probably not even be a single leaf left. The branches that had not been burned into charcoal would likely be very few as well. What remained would, nine times out of ten, be enormous branches that he could not chop down even if he tried.

When he sensed the aura of the Sacred Tree Race along the way, Qin Yang curled his lip and went around them. He had no desire whatsoever to come into contact with anyone from the Sacred Tree Race right now.

He had never held a good impression of the Sacred Tree Race. To put it bluntly, Chou Ge Beast was a shit-stirring stick, while the Sacred Tree Race was