On Saintess Peak, the Emperor Wood at the summit was bathed in a canopy of emerald clouds, its dazzling radiance growing ever more intense. Then, the colossal ancient tree actually began to tremble; the mountaintop seemed to fracture, and the ancient wood looked as though it were about to uproot itself from the earth.
Seeing this, Yu Yao called out once more toward midair, "Please, Supreme Elder, stay your hand!"
"Enough. Fate is hard to fathom, and in the end, it is a variable!" After a moment of dead silence, a faint sigh drifted down from midair. That gigantic palm slowly lifted, and its brilliance began to fade.
Chapter 98