The young man in black wore an indifferent expression, his tone leaving no room for argument. It seemed that if the peach tree dared say no again, he would erase it with unimaginable power.
But the peach tree was clearly no coward. Even after the young man in black had spoken so plainly, it still refused to back down, steadfastly protecting Little An Ning.
Little An Ning had been entrusted to it by an old friend. It would never allow anything to happen to her!
Strangely, despite its actions, the young man in black did not attack immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the Misty Gate.
To him, nothing in the world could escape his eyes—not even the illusory and mysterious Misty Gate.
Watching what was happening inside, the young man in black said calmly, "Xiao Dang's disciple is rather interesting. You could say she inherited his legacy."
The peach tree glanced at the Misty Gate, still on high alert as it warily watched the young man in black.
The young man in black was most likely not the true body, but he was still Infinite Heaven, the most terrifying being!
Few in the world even knew of him, and fewer still had ever seen him.
Anyone who knew even a little about him understood that he was someone no one could afford to provoke!
The peach tree had lived through countless eras. Born as an ancestral spiritual root, it was of an astonishingly high seniority, yet before the young man in black, it could only call itself his junior!
It could be said that it understood this Invincible Being before it better than anyone else. It knew how ruthless and mercurial he was!
The peach tree had already prepared itself to die!
It could not hand Little An