“Boom!” A black lightning bolt cut through the sky like a heavenly saber with a frightening momentum.

Ye Siwan beneath the tree had a stream of blood flowing down her jade arm, wounded by the bolt.

Ximen Sude’s cultivation far exceeded her even though she was an intermediate seventh-level now.

She took out her fiery sword and posed coolly before the tree, not relenting one bit: “I found this spirit fruit tree first, don’t think about it.”

She knew who he was - a supreme elder from Dark Realm named Ximen Sude. He was a famous character from the same generation as the corpse master of Firmament. 

However, she wasn’t afraid at all and wouldn’t give this great supreme spirit root to anyone.

“This tree is a great spirit root and you can’t hold onto it with your cultivation. I see that you are beautiful and talented...