"This is the Bodhi Ancient Tree."
Xiao Xun'er looked up at the towering tree that pierced the clouds, her eyes full of shock.
Her slender hand unconsciously tightened around Xiao Yan's sleeve.
The hem of her pale gold dress fluttered in the breeze, revealing her jade-white ankles.
She tilted her head slightly, her delicate brows knitting as she spoke softly:
"Brother Xiao Yan, the patterns on this bark... do they resemble some kind of ancient writing?"
Her voice was gentle, carrying a trace of confusion!
Xiao Yan's brows furrowed slightly at her words.
He activated his Heavenly Soul Power, spreading it outward like an invisible spiderweb.
It slowly extended into the surroundings.
He tried to sense the secrets hidden within the ancient tree.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply, and his gaze became as keen as an eagle's.
"Something's wrong!"
His voice was low and urgent as Green Lotus Core Flame suddenly ignited in his right hand:
Just as he had expected!
The green flames blazed fiercely, radiating scorching heat.
He swiftly shielded Xun'er behind him and warily watched everything around them.
He spoke in a deep voice:
"The Bodhi aura is mixed with another presence!"
His tone carried a trace of gravity!
He sensed that an enormous danger was about to descend:
"Shriek!"
Before his words had faded, the jade flute at Gu Qingyang's waist suddenly let out a piercing cry!
The sound was sharp and grating, as though it could rupture one's eardrums.
The Ancient Clan prodigy's expression changed drastically!
His handsome face was now filled with solemnity.
His long fingers rapidly pressed against the flute holes as he shouted:
"All Ancient Clan disciples, form up!"
His voice was firm and powerful, carrying unquestionable authority.
It echoed through the air like a great bell.
Several thousand zhang away, Hun