As Xiao Ze led everyone into the pale green light, Xiao Yan abruptly stopped and stared ahead.
Several thousand zhang away stood the Bodhi Ancient Tree, towering so high it blotted out the sun. Its trunk was so thick that dozens of people would have been needed to encircle it, and the pure energy flowing between its branches and leaves formed cloudlike patterns in the air. One glance was enough to tell that it was a legendary divine treasure.
"So this is the Bodhi Ancient Tree..." Xiao Yan's voice trembled, and his heart pounded uncontrollably.
Xiao Yi Xian, Cai Lin, and the others also stopped, their eyes full of shock. Even the members of the Ancient Clan had never seen a sacred object so steeped in the aura of antiquity.
"Don't rush toward it." Xiao Ze surveyed the area around the tree, a wisp of pale golden Dou Qi curling around his fingertip. "This light is the outer layer of an ancient restriction. There's danger inside. Let's sense it clearly before we proceed."
At his words, everyone immediately focused and followed Xiao Ze forward at a measured pace.
The closer they got to the tree, the denser the pure energy in the air became, but the unease in Xiao Yan's heart grew stronger too.
His soul power was far beyond that of an ordinary person now, and he could faintly sense a thread of chilling energy lurking beneath the pure aura.
"Brother Xiao Ze, something's wrong with this aura." Xun'er frowned too. The Ancient Clan's records said the Bodhi Ancient Tree emitted only pure vitality. It shouldn't feel so cold and sinister.
Xiao Ze nodded slightly. He was just about to warn them when his gaze suddenly fell on a spot a hundred zhang up the tree trunk.
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