Xiao Mu shivered.
The old Peach Tree was far too powerful, even more so than the century-old corpse at General Mountain.
With the world mutation, the old Peach Tree seemed to have acquired some unknown benefits, its strength astonishingly formidable.
Abruptly it seemed that taking a peach branch by force was no longer an option.
However, judging from the recent occurrence, the old Peach Tree did not appear to possess a killing instinct. Xiao Mu wondered if it might be persuaded to give him a peach branch willingly.
Daoist Qing Yan was in a terrible state, his face pale and his entire body trembling. He was overwhelmed by the Peach Tree's immense power.
Perhaps, his purpose for coming here was similar to the two men earlier -- intending to cut down the Peach Tree entirely and claim it as his own, which may explain why he was this frightened.
"Peach Ancestor, we made you kill again. We are incapable, unable to protect you!"
