A group of cultivators closely followed Nangong Yunxiao and set foot on the floating island.
Before entering the island, they had already seen that towering and magnificent divine tree not far away. As they got closer, it was like an ant looking up at the sky, their expressions were all filled with shock.
The ancient tree pierced the clouds; its main trunk was so thick that it was difficult to measure with the naked eye. The rough bark was covered with patterns left by the years, as if carrying fragments of time, with dense branches and leaves that obscured the sky.
The brilliance of the six rounds of great suns, passing through layers of silver leaves, left only mottled light and shadows on the ground, resembling scattered star rivers.
"Truly an ancient tree reaching the heavens! The ancients did not deceive me!"
"I've only seen such divine wood in books. In the ancient era, when heaven and earth were intact, it is said that one could often see such divine wood."