"Is this the descendant whose bloodline is infinitely close to the Ancient Giant Spirit Tree royal family, condensed by the combined efforts of the thirteen of you over nine thousand years?"
Ye Zhen looked at the fist-sized brown tree seed held out in the Tree Demon leader's root-formed hands and asked.
Naturally, Ye Zhen had agreed to the Tree Demon leader's request. After wasting so much breath, this was the benefit he had been after. Once they had sworn the corresponding Soul Oaths, the Tree Demon leader presented the descendant they regarded as a supreme treasure.
"That's right. If Commander does not believe it, you may probe it with your spiritual sense and you will understand," the Tree Demon leader said.
The next instant, a thread of Ye Zhen's spiritual sense cautiously entered the brown tree seed.
Every one of these Tree Demons was an old monster that had lived for over ten thousand years. If Ye Zhen believed them so easily, then all these years he had lived would have been for nothing.
The instant his spiritual sense entered the brown tree seed, Ye Zhen froze.
The aura within the seed was far too pure.
It was filled with an indescribable force of vitality. It somewhat resembled Yi Mu spiritual power, yet was also unlike it—utterly pure. Every pulse of vitality within it was like newly sprouted grass swaying in the wind.
What astonished Ye Zhen most was the incomparably pure yet hazy Innate Soul at the very center of the tree seed, like a newborn infant.
After Ye Zhen's spiritual sense entered, it actually approached his spiritual sense curiously and of its own accord.
All of this convinced Ye Zhen of one thing: the tree seed provided by these thirteen Ancient Giant Spirit Tree Demons was truly incomparably