Fang Lin's heart shook violently, as this demon beast bore a striking resemblance to the ancient Demon Tree—equally resilient in vitality, equally mysterious and powerful, capable of devouring the flesh and life essence of living beings. If not for their appearances being drastically different, Fang Lin would have almost suspected that this demon beast was the transformed Demon Tree.
Even though their appearances weren't alike, Fang Lin still felt there might be some connection between the two. This was his intuition, as well as his conjecture.
"What's wrong?" Nangong Shoujian and Zhong Wuwei looked at Fang Lin with confusion.
Fang Lin shook his head and recalled the words spoken by the mysterious man carrying an umbrella during his second appearance.
What had transpired once before was now destined to return again. In Fang Lin's understanding, these words referred to the ancient catastrophe.
