It Was Time to Run-This Was Worse Than a Mental Collapse

Qin Yang knew full well that the legends might not all be true.

The Nether Phoenix's nirvana might not necessarily require the Black Phoenix Tree.

If it truly had such a glaring weakness, the Nether Phoenix would have died out long ago.

After all, the records were only fragmentary, but one could roughly tell that the Nether Phoenix was no easy mark and had surely offended plenty of people.

But the legends concerning the Black Phoenix Tree itself were most likely true. The uncertainty lay only in the fact that the Black Phoenix Tree's power should have been more than this.

The moment he touched the Black Phoenix Tree, his lifespan was devoured. This tree was definitely no proper tree.

What kind of proper tree was bald, to say nothing of possessing such wicked power?

It looked dead, yet it was actually alive. By the rule that bald heads were generally stronger, it did suit the Black Phoenix Tree quite well.

No matter what, Sect Master Yan had been able to enter the tree hollow, so it definitely had some effect.

He would dig it up first. It would be best if it worked; if it still could not stop him, then he would chop down this Black Phoenix Tree, this piece of evidence, and use it as material.

If this kind of supreme material were given to Boss Qin, he could definitely make the finest coffin.

A Black Phoenix Tree coffin made from ordinary materials already possessed such miraculous effects. If it were made from an actual Black Phoenix Tree, the finished product's effects would surely defy the heavens.

With a thought, the Black Phoenix Tree in his palm was stored within the Sea Eye.

A trace of amusement appeared on Qin Yang's face.

The difference in treatment was