With Xie Tian's experience, he couldn't recognize the nine fruits borne by the towering tree.
Still, his intuition told him that perhaps the tree was alright...
"But these fruits..."
Frowning slightly, Xie Tian recalled his previous experience in the Slaughter Palace.
A battle that, although brief, was fought with utmost effort, yet only resulted in being expelled from the Slaughter Palace without glimpsing any opportunity.
Going further back, he remembered the sacred light falling upon him.
"The sacred sound echoes, the sacred light descends, yet that sacred light is completely useless..."
Whether it's the nearly million elites of the Immortal Domain being drawn into the Divine Ruins, or the transformative self-reflection on the Sacred Path, it has intensified the anticipation within his heart.
At the same time, he also sensed something amiss.
As if the existence he hoped for had issues, or as if this existence shouldn't respond to him in such an unfamiliar way.
