After studying the Qingmu tree seed, the Qingmu sapling, and this towering Qingmu tree on the verge of the fifth tier, the mysteries of Qingmu no longer held any secrets for him.
And the mystery of connecting to the Chaotic Void...
Once every secret had been laid bare, no matter how deeply this mystery of connecting to the Chaotic Void was hidden, it was bound to reveal some trace of itself.
Chu Mu had always believed this.
Unraveling silk thread by thread, following the vine to find the melon...
Standing beneath this towering tree, Chu Mu was like an old monk in meditation. His aura lay still and silent, and for a long, long time, there was not the slightest movement.
The years flowed on, one year after another...
The green robe visibly became ancient and weathered. Faintly, it even seemed to merge with the ancient Qingmu tree, as though it had completely become a Qingmu itself.
This was not an illusion, but a reality gradually taking shape.
The green robe grew ever more ancient and weathered, while the figure standing there had become like a towering tree, brimming with vitality yet bearing the vicissitudes of time...
In the end, the figure in green robes became increasingly illusory, increasingly unfathomable.
Only this towering Qingmu remained like a coordinate, an anchor point, fixing the gradually changing green-robed figure within this world.
Yet strangely, the aura of the green-robed figure was not constant either. As time passed, it gradually transformed.
At times weak, at times powerful, at times languishing...
Yet without exception, it was always like a living Qingmu tree...
"So that was it..."
A soft murmur shattered the silence that had endured beneath the ancient tree for decades.
Chu Mu slowly opened his eyes. Spirit Radiance still lingered in them, as