Without another word, Xia Ping's consciousness immediately sank into the space of his sea of consciousness.
The World Tree had undergone tremendous changes. First was its size—it had grown enormously, reaching a height of three thousand zhang, comparable to a ten-thousand-meter mountain.
Even Mount Everest from his previous life was likely not as tall as the current World Tree.
Its roots were also densely packed, taking root deep within the sea of consciousness. More than a million roots had grown, penetrating the void. It seemed that every root was connected to a dimensional space, drawing energy from those dimensional spaces.
In other words, the World Tree no longer needed Xia Ping's support. Even without him, it could draw endless energy from the depths of the void and slowly grow.
Besides its astonishing increase in size, its entire body now seemed covered in densely packed runes, as though mysterious scriptures had emerged across its trunk.
Every leaf, every branch, every root seemed to contain the power of a spatial world, radiating boundless might and incomparably mystical wonder.
Xia Ping could sense that the World Tree's growth had reached a new height, undergoing a qualitative transformation and developing all sorts of miraculous abilities.
But for the time being, he did not yet know exactly what those abilities were.
Moreover, the energy of that Saint's heart seemed not to have been fully devoured. It still lay deep within the World Tree's body, slowly being refined and nourishing its physique.
Once the energy of that Saint's heart was completely digested, the World Tree would likely grow even further.
Xia Ping was delighted. The stronger the World Tree became, the greater the benefits it would bring him.
"Master, the Ten Thousand Longevity Pills have been refined."
At that moment, Green Ox seemed to sense that