Bone Tree?

Another gust of cold wind swept past,

The jingling had ceased, leaving only the hanging cords swaying in the wind.

Piercing cold seeped into their pores with the wind, drilling straight into their hearts!

The elders of the Hundred Races present all shuddered, their eyes fixed on the shattered Soul Tablets that had fallen to the ground, their pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

The Blood Rot Tribe's Great Elder had personally led the team, carrying the Island Suppressing Treasures of ten tribes and followed by over a hundred Ninth Orders, and then...

They had all been wiped out!

"How is that possible?!"

Xue Yan's fingers dug tightly into the trunk of the Bone Tree, his face filled with disbelief.

"It's only a Heavenly Demon island. How could the Great Elder have lost?"

"Ten Island Suppressing Treasures, on top of the status of a Divine Son, should have been enough to truly draw close to a Divine Lord. How could they still lose?"

"They couldn't even send back a single message?"

Hysterical, he flung out question after question, as though interrogating this bizarre Bone Tree.

The elders of the Hundred Races around him snapped back to their senses. Seeing this scene, they all frowned deeply.

The Bone Tree was a fortuitous discovery the Blood Rot Tribe had salvaged from the Returning Ruins Sea. Its only purpose was to transmit messages.

By now, the "plan" had become a joke. What use was impotent rage?

However,

Each of Xue Yan's questions was also an alarm bell, tolling within their hearts.

Their eyes reflected the shattered Soul Tablets covered in bloodstains, while terror filled their hearts.

The Heavenly Demon was terrifying indeed!

"I knew it, I knew it..."

A mutter sounded intermittently, echoing beside their ears.

Gazes shifted one after another toward the source of