The Enlightenment Ancient Tree's greatest use was that cultivators who remained beneath it year-round could somewhat increase their chances of comprehending Dao Accumulation, rather than relying on inexplicable fortuitous encounters.
The Ancient Saint Clan's strength to this day was likely inseparable from this tree.
Even though the battle beyond the heavens had affected the sacred domain's mountains and rivers, it had not affected the earth where it took root. It was truly astonishing—a single ancient tree could resist the lingering force of Immortal Artifacts.
Rustle, rustle~~
An ancient, weathered wind blew out from within the Enlightenment Ancient Tree. Above its crown, an aged spirit body actually manifested.
The sight made Chen Xun's eyelids twitch. His avatar truly had not seen through this ancient tree's secrets. It had better not destroy his avatar—his entire fortune was inside it!
That shouldn't be possible... Your Ancient Saint Sacred Domain had already reached the end of the road, and Gu Yuexi had been forced into battle. Yet this old fellow was still squatting here without the slightest hurry?! Waiting to die?!
"This venerable one is Gu. Greetings, Immortal friend." The aged spirit body cupped his hands toward Chen Xun in salute. The gesture seemed to be the most ancient immortal Dao etiquette of the Cultivation World—solemn, grave, and imposing.
Chen Xun's eyelids twitched slightly, but he still learned it, silently committing that hand gesture to memory.
With a smile that did not reach his eyes, he casually cupped his hands. "Greetings, Senior Gu."
"Heaven and earth are in upheaval. The Immortal Artifacts of the races beyond the heavens have descended in might. This old man does not have many days left." Gu spoke calmly. "Immortal friend, rest assured. I bear no ill intent. Life and death have their own fated constants; this old man