บท 476: 468 Chapter Migration

An ancient tree, as imposing as a steep mountain peak, loomed alone amidst the continuous range of mountains.

Its gnarled and twisted roots grew wildly underground, breaking through the soil and forming mounds akin to small hills. Its crown pierced through the fog and stood high above the clouds.

On one of its thick branches, Lan Zhang leaned against the trunk, his right leg stretched out flat and his left leg resting on the edge of the branch.

In the distance, the sounds of beasts roaring and birds chirping echoed incessantly, and Lan Zhang squinted quietly as he watched.

By his side, the bark that resembled dried and cracked earth was slowly stained by pitch-black shadows, and the next moment, countless eyes of various sizes suddenly appeared.

"Those Yin Spirits have been received by Hu Cheng," Wu Mu said in his overlapping childish voice, filled with hesitation, "Can they really infiltrate the Main Camp in Antiquity City?"