Legend had it that when a world tree underwent its tribulation, races born to oppose it would come to attack, unwilling to let it advance. At such times, a powerful companion creature acting as its guardian could help it fend off its enemies.
The World Grave held countless shattered worlds. By absorbing the vast imprints left after those worlds broke apart, a quasi-world tree could accelerate its evolution.
After leaving the Desolate Region of the Lower Realm, the Golden Fusang Tree had entered the World Grave in Boundless Heaven in the Upper Realm and cultivated there ever since.
The warship happened to be traveling along the same line as the Golden Fusang Tree's location, so the elders and disciples naturally caught sight of it.
Xiao Tian hurriedly sent a voice transmission to his ready-made master, Meng Tianzheng. "Master, that Golden Fusang Tree belongs to my wife. Her name is Di Yao, and that quasi-world tree was left to her by her grandfather, the Sun Heavenly Emperor.
"Besides, you probably couldn't beat that old tree."
Meng Tianzheng's eyelids twitched violently. He wanted to give this unfilial disciple a good beating. Other people's disciples were adorable, but this brat was downright infuriating. If he couldn't say anything sensible, he should just shut up.
The Golden Fusang Tree looked as though its entire body had been forged from Yellow Dao Immortal Gold. Dazzling golden light shone all over it as it stood in the World Grave, exuding an imposing presence capable of suppressing the Eight Wastelands. Chaos qi swirled around it as it did its best to restrain its aura.
Di Yao's golden hair fell to her waist, radiant as a blazing waterfall of fire. Her features were picturesque, her skin as white and translucent as mutton-fat divine jade, so delicate it seemed