Ye Tian gripped the vine in his hand, then raised his head to look at the flustered group of people in the trees.
Calling them people was inaccurate. In any case, up to this point, these people had given Ye Tian an exceedingly bizarre impression.
Even with the vine in hand, he remained supremely alert. In such an environment, the slightest carelessness could mean death and the dissipation of his Dao.
These trees might well have been bizarre things nourished on flesh and blood.
However, Ye Tian had noticed Uncle Hei's earlier conversation with the people in the trees. The so-called puppet fruits were all for that Immortal Emperor Venerable to consume.
To be honest, Ye Tian was extremely curious about the Immortal Emperor Venerable. As an Emperor Venerable from hundreds of millions of years ago, he was now confined within a suspended coffin in the void. Judging by what Ye Tian had encountered so far, this so-called Immortal Emperor Venerable was very likely still alive in some strange state.
Of course, curiosity was curiosity. Ye Tian had experienced far too much, and he still understood that a meddlesome good Samaritan could get people killed.
If he could leave this place directly, Ye Tian would not waste a word before turning around and leaving.
Unfortunately, this place seemed to have become a cage, trapping him within it. Who knew how many more such checkpoints lay ahead?
Every single one was fraught with danger.
Naturally, there were no lack of opportunities among them as well. Obtaining any of them would surely be quite beneficial.
However, Ye Tian was no longer someone who had just entered the Cultivation World. Having lived two lives, he possessed his own judgment concerning everything.
He would not be easily moved just because this place held immense