"This guy's gaze is terrifying!"
Hun Yu and Jiu Feng exchanged a glance, but their feelings were entirely different.
When Lu Chuan looked at them, they felt as though even their souls were laid bare before his eyes. The sensation made them profoundly uncomfortable.
Even the Dou Saints of the various Ancient Races, as well as Phoenix, leader of the Three Heavenly Demon Phoenixes, felt much the same.
The entire space fell silent, everyone's gaze fixed upon Lu Chuan within the Bodhi Ancient Tree.
They had only ever read of people cultivating beneath the Bodhi Tree in ancient texts.
Thus, they had no idea what changes such cultivation would bring.
Under the countless watching eyes, a trace of liveliness slowly began to emerge in Lu Chuan's weathered eyes within the Bodhi Ancient Tree.
"I'm finally back!"
Lu Chuan slowly opened his mouth. A somewhat hoarse voice, even carrying an ancient aura, drifted softly from within the Bodhi Ancient Tree. Everyone who heard it could not help but slightly change expression.
However, after that ancient voice rang out, the weathered aura filling Lu Chuan's black eyes gradually receded.
In the end, it vanished completely. Its disappearance was so thorough that it seemed to have retreated entirely into the depths of Lu Chuan's soul, making it impossible for anyone to detect again.
Soon, Lu Chuan rose to his feet. Ripples spread across the surface of his body as he slowly passed through the incomparably sturdy Bodhi Ancient Tree as though he were liquid.
To outsiders, Lu Chuan seemed to have spent only a month within the Bodhi Ancient Tree. Yet he understood that his soul had undergone a hundred cycles of reincarnation and trials within it.
Had his will not been firm, he would likely have lost himself within those cycles.
Fortunately,