The headless predator
The bridge of desolation would arrive in a month.
Bai Wushang raised his eyes and looked around. Above the heavenly chasm, an old tree lay there, silently connecting the two hundred thousand meter high peaks to each other.
"It's said that this tree almost gained sentience back then."
unfortunately, it was born in the divine mountain and was bound by the laws of the divine mountain. In the end, it became the slave of the mountain range and took on the responsibility of linking it.
bai wushang examined the wrinkled tree without a trace of green.
The so-called withering was referring to this.
It was really too old, like a dried meat strip, full of desolation.
But even so, it would not decay.