Just as the old locust tree was letting its imagination run wild, a white figure slowly landed on the peak.
Under the moonlight, the change in his eyes could not be seen, but it was not difficult to see that the corner of his mouth twitched after hearing the old locust tree's series of chatter.
Ye Qiu came here with great anticipation. However, what he heard were the useless words of the old locust tree. He immediately felt very speechless.
Was this thing really reliable?
Ye Qiu had once heard that there was a huge beast sleeping on the Heavenly Saint Mountain in the north.
He was the ancestral guardian spirit that the Heavenly Saint Mountain had worshiped for tens of thousands of years. He was omnipotent and had protected the Heavenly Saint Mountain for countless years. He was respected and enjoyed the admiration of everyone in the entire holy land.