Capítulo 501: Sword of Time, Swift and Neat

"The Tree Progenitor will always stand guard beside the blood pool. Given my current martial cultivation, I am not a match for him."

"Since it is so, I will practice first and raise my strength. It will not be too long before my Spiritual Power increases to 42nd level."

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged at the bottom of the blood pool. A layer of space pushed the blood water away and formed a sphere.

Placing the Yin Yang Wooden Graph on the ground, he stretched out his hands and slowly unrolled the picture.

The world in the picture was expansive and wide, the mountains were extraordinary, the rivers surged, and every flower and blade of grass seemed to contain boundless spirituality.

Particularly the Sacred Prime Tree. It was lifelike. Each brush stroke was grand and majestic, and it gave one a sense of the transformations of the world.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a palm and pressed it against the scroll. He injected his Genuine Qi into it.