The heart of the Golden Tree. Black vines slowly writhed, the cracks expanding and spilling out a scattering of light. This was the entrance.
An strange aura, filled with deathly stillness and gloom, rolled out like mist, resembling a serpent coiled in ambush beneath the dark night.
A group of powerful experts transformed into streaks of rainbow light, stepping into the Golden Tree Heart one by one, each maintaining distance from the others.
"Nine Infants, you stay hidden and protect Lias," Chu Yi instructed. Within the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge, a woman clad in a scarlet palace dress, who was playing with a skull, pouted.
She sat on a branch of the Flower of Desire, her straight, fair legs swinging below her skirt, and the White Bone Bell on her delicate ankle rang with a CLANG—.
"Master, how about I go with you?" Nine Infants asked in a soft, charming voice. Her voice then shifted to a sweet, childlike tone, "AWOO, Nine Infants really doesn't want to be apart from Master."
