"What's going on? There are actually people here?"
Just as Xia Ping was about to continue observing, he suddenly discovered a figure sitting cross-legged beneath the black tree—an old man dressed in a black Daoist robe.
The aura of this black-robed elder had nearly merged with the black tree and the laws of the surrounding void. Almost no aura leaked from him at all.
In fact, that was why Xia Ping had failed to notice the black-robed elder earlier. He had nearly mistaken him for one of the corpses beneath the tree.
But the black-robed elder was not dead at all.
As he sat cross-legged on the ground, the laws of the void in every direction quivered softly, as though breathing. Endless Abyss origin power poured into his body.
Although the black-robed elder's aura was not as terrifying as that black demonic tree's, for some reason, Xia Ping felt that he was even more dangerous than the tree.
"Could it be that this old man is the real Devil Master?"
Xia Ping overturned his earlier speculation. Although this black tree was terrifying, anyone capable of cultivating beside it was clearly no ordinary figure.
Moreover, the black-robed elder's aura was even more unfathomable. He had completely drawn in every trace of his presence, becoming one with all things, as though he had thoroughly comprehended the myriad laws of the universe and reached the state of consummation.
"Hm? There's actually a palace behind that tree?"
Xia Ping continued looking and discovered a magnificent palace behind the tree. It was carved with dense, mysterious runes, like a temple of inheritance.
He had no idea what was inside that palace, but perhaps it was the so-called Devil Master's residence. Otherwise, it would not have appeared here so casually.
"But why does this old man