Those tentacles had sharp barbs with a golden luster to them. They looked chillingly sharp. However, those tentacles now slowly retreated back into the earth, vanishing without a trace.

“My apologies. I hope that you won’t take offense.” An ancient voice rang out.

The forest began to move, the trees parting to create a path. At the end of the path was a large mountain with an ancient tree growing on the top of it. This tree was not much smaller than the Luo Spirit race’s Life Spirit God. The light flowing within it made it appear to be a divine tree from the immortal world.

“Please, come and have a chat.” The ancient voice rang out once more. This time, Long Chen clearly heard it come from the ancient tree.

“Then I’ll disturb you.” Long Chen cupped his fists slightly and walked over. Once he arrived, he saw an old man seated beneath the tree. He appeared...