Worried about the matter of the founder of the sect, could it be that he did not ask Meng Qi to stay and personally sent him out of the Void Ending Mountain? Then, he sealed off this world, isolating it from the outside world.
Meng Qi’s figure flashed, and he directly appeared outside the realm where the fusang ancient tree was located. He saw the towering ancient tree with two stems supporting each other. There were leaves that looked like mulberry leaves, as if they were bathed in golden flames. The feeling of desolation, antiquity, and bloody heat filled the surroundings, it held up a world that was not inferior to the real world.
Stepping through the gap, the ancient celestial realm was like a picture scroll that slowly unfolded before Meng Qi’s eyes. It was ethereal and refined, but it was also filled with the dust of time. It was decaying and dead silent.
