"This damned thing is wicked as hell."
As the scene shifted, Ye Xiu heard an angry curse from beside him.
Turning his head, he saw True Person Huai Jin sprawled face-down on the ground, his clothes caked in mud and grime, looking utterly wretched.
"Slaying such a monster and returning the authority it sealed away in the past to heaven and earth would certainly bring benefits. But with just the two of us, that won't be enough, will it?"
Ye Xiu frowned as he looked at the towering tree before him.
Every leaf on the tree had already fallen away. Its bare branches looked exceptionally bleak in this weather, with spring close at hand. Had an ordinary person come here, they would have concluded that this tree would not live to see another spring's revival.
Yet Ye Xiu had seen this very sight countless times in the memories from before.
This utterly ordinary-looking dead tree had in fact been placed here by heaven itself, specifically to suppress that evil dragon.
According to the records in those past memories, this ancient tree had endured at least ten thousand years. Judging by its current appearance, if left alone, it might still look exactly like this by the time he ascended to immortality one day.
The authority of heaven and earth was mighty to such an extent—then what sort of strength did those ancient foreign races possess, to make heaven and earth act against them time and again?
Ye Xiu could not describe it precisely, but judging from the shadows of bygone days formed from spiritual power leaking out of the dragon soul that he had witnessed beneath this ancient tree, even ordinary Spirit Transformation and Void Insight cultivators would likely not dare claim they could face that evil dragon and emerge victorious.