Shi Hao, after having his fill of food and drink, opened his mouth to expel a billowing scarlet aura, feeling a bit overly nourished. Given his current profound cultivation level, anyone else in his place would likely be bleeding from all seven orifices with their lifeblood ignited.
He stood up, looking towards the Golden Ancient Mountain and fixating on the lightning-struck tree at the summit. Looking at the two glowing green leaves on it, he thought of the Willow Deity.
"Does this ancient tree have a will of its own?" He looked and looked again, feeling that it was more like a magic artifact than a powerful living being.
Was it related to lightning? He was quite puzzled. If that were the case, it was precisely what he needed.
However, there was also a sense of urgency now. After all, he was still trapped here, and at any time, those four powerhouses could turn around and kill him using the Beast Fang Life Talismans.