The tree was dead, but its might was still there.
It was like a giant beast that had died of old age.
He Qingge could clearly feel that this ancient tree was old and distant. It had a majestic aura. It looked full of vitality, but in fact, it was completely dead.
Looking at the map in his hand, He Qingge walked around the ancient tree a few times.
Three circles to the left, three circles to the right.
He formed a seal with his fingers and poured his magic power into the ancient tree.
He Qingge's figure quickly disappeared in front of the ancient tree.
He entered a strange space.
The scalding heat wave continued to burn He Qingge's body, and all he could see was the fiery red heat wave.
A sea of fire surrounded him.
Even He Qingge, who had such a strong physique, could feel the pain.
As time passed, the boundless sea of fire seemed to need to roast him into meat.
