The giant vine shaded the sky and covered the earth, no longer aptly described as a mere vine, but rather akin to a towering ancient tree.
Myriads of vines dangled, each resembling the hanging carcass of a dragon, exuding an alarming aura!
However, that aura was one of deathly stillness, of barren desolation.
This huge vine seemed to reach the heavens, supreme in its stature, but it was… steeped in the pall of death.
The trunk and bark were akin to ash-grey stones, to the extent one might think that this giant vine had fossilized over the ages, no longer a living being!
In the dimness, there even lingered an indescribable, eerie atmosphere within.
"The Ancestral Vine, this is the one the Sacrificial Spirit spoke of!"
Mu Wanqing exclaimed excitedly.
The grape vine of the Wood Spirit Dynasty, which had been brought out from the depths of the Great Wilderness, shared a "blood relation" with the colossal vine before their eyes!
"Rare plants..."