He picked up Tyrant Shadow, the blade's intent was raging.
The long blade swept through the void, Xu Zimei raised Tyrant Shadow high, and the blade slashed fiercely onto the dead tree trunk.
However, it didn't cause the slightest ripple, and the tree trunk actually absorbed all the blade intent.
Xu Zimei frowned again, as he was about to raise the blade once more, the Old Tree unexpectedly opened its eyes.
"Young man, stop slashing, my old bones can't take the torment," the Old Tree said with a smile.
"Who are you?" Xu Zimei asked.
"Since you've come to Rihua City, which is my home, shouldn't you first introduce yourself?" the Old Tree chuckled.
Then continued, "Never mind, even if you tell me your name, I probably haven't heard of it."
"And who are you?" Xu Zimei asked.
"Just an old dead tree, I have no name," the Old Tree replied with a laugh.
"Young man, you have come here seeking the Wood God's inheritance, haven't you?"
