Suppressing Ao Ying

"Damn it, what a waste of life-saving treasures…" Ao Ying was stunned by what he saw.

In front of him was a giant tree.

The pitch-black tree trunk had no branches and was so long that one couldn't see the end. It connected to the sky like a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

He could barely see the top of the tree.

Ao Ying flew into the shade of the tree and stood on top of it.

Beneath his feet was a pitch-black land with leaves as big as palm-leaf fans and branches that twisted and twisted ferociously.

He could tell that this was Creation Wood.

There were all kinds of beasts and birds living on the top of Creation Wood, so it should be full of vitality. How could it be like this?

There were no beasts or birds, only white bones.

The black fog was dense and evil.

From time to time, a dark green wind would blow, whistling, and the pale skeleton seemed to come alive.

The world was deathly silent.