Chapter 493: God

The ancient tree was tall, its branches like old dragons, with very few crystalline leaves sparsely adorning it, and it exuded the aura of the dao.

This was an old tree that had lived for an untold number of years, beneath which deities of past generations had sat in meditation, bestowing it with intricate dao principles, which could elucidate the great dao.

Deities had either passed away or entered the higher realms; the one constant was this ancient tree, still firmly rooted in this spot.

"I wish to see my parents," Shi Hao said. His heart may have been tumultuous, but he didn't shout out loud, nor did he get up to act, simply speaking calmly.

Here, he truly experienced a sense of the dao as vast as the sky, as unfathomable as an abyss, so close to the dao it felt within reach.

Seated beneath the tree, his restlessness vanished, his anger extinguished, his mind gradually becoming tranquil, greatly influenced by the ancient tree and the deity beneath it.