A giant tree that could speak...
The aura was terrifying, the pressure heavy.
A member of the Demon Race?
On the mysterious summit of Chiyun Mountain, could such a massive Demon exist?
Chiyun Mountain was clearly a place of inheritance for human cultivators; how could a Demon exist in a place of human heritage?
And the Mountain Guardian Spirit... what was a Mountain Guardian Spirit?
Jiang Wang took a step forward, subconsciously blocking Ye Qingyu behind him, even though they were still under the protection of the Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Carriage.
The sheer size of this Mountain Guardian Spirit alone was enough to inspire awe.
If a conflict were to arise, he had not even half a shred of confidence.
"Lord Mountain Guardian Spirit, we mean no offense!" Jiang Wang loudly admitted defeat.
However, after the giant tree swayed, it grew calm. There was neither a response nor any further movement.
"My Lord? My Lord?"
Jiang Wang probed softly a few times, but there was still no response.
It seemed that this "Mountain Guardian Spirit" had only briefly awakened for a moment.
Jiang Wang turned his head and asked Ye Qingyu, "Do you know what this is?"
Ye Qingyu maneuvered the Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Carriage to slowly retreat: "I have never heard of any Mountain Guardian Spirit."
Ye Lingxiao really hadn't said anything about the situation inside Chiyun Mountain; was he just careless, or did he have other plans?
"In the Ancient Era, a Mountain Guardian Spirit was a spirit that guarded the mountain gate. It was a rank and an identity that required formal investiture and the recognition of heaven and earth." The voice of Jiang Yan echoed from within the Underworld Candle: "Only truly great sects had the qualifications and the ability to invest a Mountain Guardian Spirit."