Thud!
A narrow crack appeared on the tree trunk.
Accompanied by the stench of fresh blood spurting, a bloody face appeared in front of Su Heng.
It was as if a beautiful woman's skin had been peeled from her face, exposing the crimson muscles and pale yellow fat underneath, with only her deep and calm black pupils remaining.
Through these eyes, it could vaguely be seen that she was the same person as the woman in white from before.
"This is..." Su Heng said with a look of surprise.
Having cultivated up to this point, he had encountered many ghostly entities, but still found this ancient tree rather eerie.
"This is the Immortal Tree," the woman's face on the trunk said, her red lips lightly parting as she spoke.
