Beyond the Bodhi Ancient Tree lay the vast plains, which, under the scorching moonlight, had long since lost their former desolation and silence.
Since the day everyone had been blasted out of the Bodhi Ancient Tree's power into the vast plains, this scarred land had become a gathering ground for forces from all sides.
Ancient clans, major sects of the Central Plains, independent cultivators, magical beast clans... all kinds of people had gathered here. Temporary camps rose across the plains, their fires never dying day or night, while an air of anticipation and unease hung thick in the sky.
Though the crowds were bustling, everyone understood that as long as the Bodhi Ancient Tree remained, the opportunity to become a Saint through Bodhi Heart remained. Even though the vast plains where the ancient tree stood had been sealed off by a barrier no one could enter again, hope remained as long as the tree was still there.
A month passed, yet no one had found a way through. Some experts tried to tear through the void by force, while old men skilled in formations studied the barrier's weak points. Some even considered digging tunnels underground and sneaking in.
But every attempt ended in failure. The barrier seemed to have merged with the laws of heaven and earth throughout the Ancient Wasteland Region, solid beyond imagination.
Thus, everyone could only wait anxiously.
During that month of waiting, word that Lin Ming had been swallowed into the Bodhi Ancient Tree's interior had already spread across the plains.
"That kid is probably doomed, isn't he? With the Bodhi Ancient Tree present, no one has ever been able to enter its core and come out alive."
"Not necessarily. Ancient texts say that while the Bodhi Ancient Tree covers the heavens with its roots, it