Now, Xu Yi settled onto the couch, savoring the delicious dishes as he waited for the Immortal Song Tree to reveal its true form.
He had nearly finished a pot of wine when movement suddenly stirred atop the four cliffs. Following the sound, he saw the sea of clouds guarded by the four peaks begin to churn, as if a giant beast were rising from the bottom of the cliffs. Suddenly, a gale swept through, scattering all the steaming clouds.
Xu Yi's eyes widened as he stared at the center of the sea of clouds. A massive, pure-colored tree, as tall as a mountain, was slowly rising from the cliffs below. Though only half its body had emerged, it was already as large as a small mountain.
Its trunk was a pure color, without a trace of impurity. Under the moonlight, it gave off a faint glow.
A mountain breeze sprang up. The enormous heart-shaped leaves swayed in the wind, brushing against one another and whispering against the breeze, producing music as elegant as zithers and flutes.
From time to time, a powerful gust would blow, and the crown of the tree would open completely, revealing a glowing orb that illuminated several peaks in peerless splendor.
At the same time, astonishing spiritual energy poured from the crown and spread in every direction.
Xu Yi drank by the abyss and dined beneath the moon, while an immortal tree played music and spiritual energy swirled around him. He felt an indescribable ease.
Just as he raised his cup, Xu Yi's brow furrowed. A familiar figure had entered the range of his divine sense.
He casually glanced toward Xiumei Peak on the opposite shore, and a surge of fury blazed up inside him, soaring thirty thousand feet.
Within the reach of his divine