Even from a distance, Lu Ming could see that there was a huge tree at the peak of Wuyuan mountain. It was glowing with a crystal-like light, like a Divine Tree.
On the branches of the tree, there were nine fruits. They were as red as fire Jade, and the smell of medicine assailed the nose.
This was the Holy Spirit fruit. However, it had not ripened yet.
Around the mountain peak, figures could be seen flashing from time to time. They were all treasure-hunting groups.
However, the Holy Spirit fruit had yet to ripen. An unripe Holy Spirit fruit was completely useless. Hence, everyone was waiting for the Holy Spirit fruit to ripen.
Lu Ming and the rest also flew forward.
BOOM!
"Ah!"
In the forest ahead, a fierce battle broke out. It was two treasure hunting groups fighting each other, and people were killed from time to time.
