The scene zoomed in as Wang Mu stared at the ancient Divine Tree.
He could feel the tree's terrifying strength.
"If you have something to say, why can't you speak nicely?" Wang Mu frowned. "Why resort to violence? Did your master instruct you to do so?"
"No." The Ice Blue Ancient Tree's branches and leaves, formed from myriad ice shards, flew about. "I simply find you irritating. It has nothing to do with my master."
"Enough with the nonsense! Today, I'm going to cut you down!"
...
Wang Mu.
What kind of personal grudge is this? There's nothing resembling the demeanor of an elder!
Wang Mu couldn't understand; if it wasn't An Qixiu's intent, why was it taking matters into its own hands?
Um... Could it be because he had previously let Piao Miaoxu, the Great Demon, go? If that was the case, Wang Mu could understand... after all, it was his own foolish act.
However, at this moment, Wang Mu had no time to explain.
It seemed that a battle was inevitable.
