On Sacred Maiden Peak, the Emperor Wood at the summit was bathed in a boundless expanse of emerald glow. That dazzling light grew increasingly intense, and soon, the massive ancient tree began to tremble. The mountaintop seemed to fracture, as though the ancient tree were about to uproot itself from the ground.
Seeing this, Yuyao raised her voice toward midair once more: "Please, Supreme Elder, withdraw your hand!"
"Enough. Fate is hard to foresee; in the end, you remain a variable!" After a moment of dead silence, a light sigh drifted from midair. That gigantic palm slowly lifted, and the brilliance began to fade.
Chapter 98