The Wasteland’s Number-One Spiritual Root

Shi Hao was shocked. What kind of tree was this? How could it be like this? It was inconceivable!

That fist-sized little figure somersaulted, and then it sat under the tree, not moving at all as if it was cultivating. It actually had a dignified appearance.

Shi Hao licked his lips. That thing was definitely delicious! The flower it produced actually turned into a human form. However, wasn't eating it like this too cruel?

Soon after, he knew that he was overthinking things. There were over a hundred formations separating them, so how could he catch it? It was as if there was an abyss in the void.

The little tree was only a foot tall and was surrounded by a white immortal mist that was hazy and indistinct. The leaves on its branches flickered and sparkled within the mist like stars.

Dong…

Suddenly, the magical artifact formed from the second flower made a ringing sound. The sound passed through, and one could vaguely hear it.