Chapter 207-the path to immortality is difficult.

The Black Sea water was as heavy as iron.

The sky hung low, as if it was within reach.

A Lonely Island stood quietly between the sea and the sky. Red and white roses bloomed on the island like a raging fire.

In the middle, there was a huge mulberry tree that towered into the clouds.

Its branches and leaves stretched out and covered the entire Island. The branches and leaves rustled in the cold wind.

The pure white mist rolled like a tide. Under the thick and ancient tree, a giant as tall as a mountain strode over.

The giant's waist was tied with a straw mat, and his chest was exposed. His face, which was as hard as a rock, was smeared with colorful runes. The pattern between his eyebrows was particularly complicated and ancient, emitting waves of strange fluctuations.

As soon as he got close to the old mulberry tree, the tree opened its eyes.

"The inheritor of 'curse' hasn't come out yet?" the giant asked in a loud and clear voice.