At that time, the World Tree was in the most flourishing and prosperous stage of its existence, standing majestically between heaven and earth like a towering giant pillar. It continuously drew rich and abundant spiritual Qi from the Primordial Chaos—an abundance more than sufficient to supply all living things in the world with the resources required for their cultivation.
Just as the World Tree was leisurely wandering through the Primordial Chaos, greedily sucking in that endless spiritual Qi, it suddenly and keenly perceived a strange aura quietly spreading through the very center of the Primordial Chaos. This mysterious aura was entirely different from any spiritual Qi it had ever encountered before, arousing the curiosity of the World Tree.
Unable to suppress the impulse in its heart, the World Tree cautiously attempted to absorb a wisp of that gray airflow. Yet, even such a negligible, tiny wisp of airflow struck the incomparably colossal body of the World Tree instantly like a fatal poisonous arrow.
Chapter 398