Ye Xiwen vaguely remembered that, according to legend, the Myriad Heart Ancient Tree was also one of the World Tree's seeds. In the distant primordial era, countless worlds had hung from the World Tree. Later, during the great war of the God-Demons, it had been destroyed in a single stroke. Many worlds had shattered and scattered throughout heaven and earth, but the World Tree had thereby split into numerous seeds, becoming many sacred trees famed across the world. It could even be said that many plant-based races and powerful beings could trace their origins back to the World Tree.
Whether the legend was true or not, this Suimu Tree was an extraordinary existence. It had once nurtured the resplendent civilization of humanity and was a sacred tree that sheltered humankind.
They flew into the outer region of the Suimu Tree and stopped. Like an invisible protective barrier, it separated the Suimu Tree from the outside world. Within the world inside the Suimu Tree, countless sparks of fire fell like plunging meteors. This was a world of pure flames.
Sui fire filled the sky, and it had even spawned many powerful Sui fire beasts. This was the vessel of life.
This was a world of flames. For those who cultivated fire-attribute laws, it was like a fish returning to water—a sacred land for cultivation.
It was not only Ao Yan. The others' eyes were also fixed wide open. Although they did not cultivate fire-attribute divine abilities, they could use the Sui fire to temper their golden bodies, bringing them to a higher level.
Everyone present had an extraordinary background and possessed remarkable methods for cultivating golden bodies. They all excelled in body cultivation, and cultivating here would yield twice the result with half the effort.
It was simply a sacred land