Bone Tree?

Whoosh!

Another gust of cold wind swept past,

The tinkling of bells had ceased, leaving only hanging cords swaying in the wind.

Piercing cold seeped through the pores of their skin with the chill wind, piercing straight to their hearts!

The elders of the hundred clans present all shuddered, their eyes fixed on the shattered Soul Tablets that had fallen to the ground, their pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

The Blood Rot Clan's Grand Elder had personally led the team, bringing the Island Guardian Treasures of ten clans and over a hundred ninth-rank experts, and then...

They had all been wiped out!

"How is that possible?!"

Xue Yan's fingers dug tightly into the trunk of the Bone Tree, his face filled with disbelief.

"It was merely an island of Celestial Devils. How could the Grand Elder have lost?"

"Ten Island Guardian Treasures, coupled with the status of 'Divine Son,' should have been enough to truly draw close to the Divine Lord. How could he still have lost?"

"They couldn't even send back a single message?"

Hysterical, he flung out question after question, as though interrogating this strange Bone Tree.

The elders of the hundred clans around him snapped back to their senses. Watching the scene before them, they all frowned deeply.

The Bone Tree was a fortuitous treasure the Blood Rot Clan had salvaged from the Return Sea. Its only function was to transmit messages.

At this point, the "plan" had already become a joke. What use was impotent rage?

However,

Every one of Xue Yan's questions was also an alarm bell, tolling in their hearts.

Their eyes reflected the shattered Soul Tablets covered in bloody cracks, while terror filled their hearts.

Celestial Devils were terrifying to such a degree!

"I knew it, I knew it..."

A mutter sounded intermittently, echoing