Before the Bodhi Ancient Tree, the moment the minds of the first group fell into the Bodhi Heart, Lin Ming, the women beside him, and the people of the Flower Sect slowly followed.
The commotion caused by Lin Ming's party entering also made the fiery gazes fixed on the Bodhi Heart withdraw slightly. After all, there was only one Bodhi Heart, while the people present came from many different groups.
When quite a few people's minds were pulled back from the Bodhi Heart, a faint rustling sound suddenly rang out beneath the dim canopy.
"Rustle..."
The ancient Bodhi tree that had once seemed so still, so pure and serene, suddenly produced a clear, audible sound of branches rubbing and shaking from its vast crown.
At first, the sound was faint, but it swiftly grew louder, like a tide sweeping across the entire area covered by the towering tree. Countless dangling roots and branches began to move on their own, swaying and twisting slowly like living tentacles.
Then, under the shocked gazes of everyone present, in the densest cluster of branches closest to the ground beneath the thick trunk, those solid branches seemed to possess life as they slowly opened and spread to both sides.
Five figures, without the slightest breath of life, stepped out from within the interwoven branches.
They wore clothes of ancient style, old, tattered, and coarse. Their faces were stiff, their expressions numb, and their gazes empty. Their skin showed a pale gray-white color, like ancient corpses buried for thousands upon thousands of years.
However, the aura spreading from within their bodies was like an awakened volcano, erupting with a roar.
Boom!
The entire space covered by the Bodhi Ancient Tree trembled violently at that instant.
A terrifying pressure indescribable in words, like a vast and solid