The tree of rules in the giant city existed in a cave at the top of the mountain, and it looked inconspicuous from the outside.
When the cultivators arrived, there were many cultivators gathered here, and many of them were injured.
It was obvious that the battle had just ended, and they couldn't wait to come to the cave.
They were quietly training and did not make a single sound. However, when Tang Zhen and the rest arrived, they could not get up and leave.
Tang Zhen's eyes landed on a stone platform. There was a strange plant that was faintly visible on it.
Its appearance and color were constantly changing, as if it was formed from light, but it flickered with a crystal-like luster.
Even the tree of laws, which was only a foot long, exuded a mysterious aura.
It wasn't appropriate to call it a tree. With such a height and appearance, it was more appropriate to call it a weed.
