Shhh!
A golden light flashed across the cosmos, causing Shi Hao to immediately halt his actions and not let Huo Ling'er immediately undergo nirvana.
He saw the World Tree. At this moment, it was tall, but not as exaggerated as he had seen it earlier; now, the entire tree stood ten thousand zhang tall.
It flowed with endless brilliance, suffused with the power of primal chaos.
That was the aura of the creation of the world!
At the same time, he once again saw that woman; she stood before the ancient hall atop the tree crown, gazing here.
"Come up for a chat," the woman spoke, inviting Shi Hao to ascend to the tree crown to talk with her.
Shi Hao nodded, taking Huo Ling'er and Black Wolf with him, soaring into the air, stepping onto the chaotic mist, arriving at the tree crown.
Here, golden light swirled, fragrant waterfalls cascading; especially at the very top, where the World Tree's tender shoots glistened, exuding a strong aura of life.
