"I don't believe it." One of the great disciples in the early stage of the Mortal Realm had a look of dissatisfaction on his face. He pulled out the sword from his waist, straightened up, and then stabbed towards the tree, trying to penetrate with the sword.
Climbing up little by little after the trees.
"Pa"
Unexpectedly, his sword struck the tree. Not only did it fail to pierce the bark of the Holy Tree of Dreams, the sword in his hand was broken instantly.
Chapter completed!