A violent explosion resounded, and the entire space shattered like fragments of glass.
The water beneath turned void, the death flowers fully decayed the old tree and arrived here.
"No need," Xu Zimei declined the Tree Spirit's offer.
"If I can't handle these death flowers, how can I stand against other Ancient Gods?"
"There are countless death flowers here, but they're all grown from seeds.
There's one death flower's core here," warned the Tree Spirit.
"If you control that core, you can manipulate the other death flowers through it.
But be cautious; the death flower is on par with my Heaven-reaching Tree.
Do not be careless."
Xu Zimei nodded slightly. For others, finding the true flower among these hills of death flowers was nearly impossible.
But he had Traceless; the Compass could trace anything.
The giant death flower stared at Xu Zimei with a menacing blossom.
