Faction Selection
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Sandy was stunned and asked, "What ancient tree? What did you say?"
Glennan took a deep breath and suppressed the wrath in his heart. He pointed at a certain place in the depths of the cave.
"There used to be a withered ancient tree there. Mr. Yule told us that this withered tree was once a branch of the sacred tree that guarded the tree spirit race. It was also the evidence of the tree spirit race's existence."
"The sacred tree once blessed this land, but now, the branches of the ancient tree have completely withered and become like this."
Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction Glennan was pointing at.
There, a three-meter-tall withered tree stood.
The leaves had long withered, leaving only a bare trunk and a few withered branches.
They had long lost their vitality.
At this moment, a large number of wires of various colors were wrapped around the branches of the withered tree-like tentacles.