Having successfully dodged the wave-like probe of the Great Masters' Divine Sense.
Deep within Qi Yun's Purple Mansion, in the vast void of Daluo Heaven, the pinpoint of dark golden Spiritual Light heaved a sigh of relief. It was no longer as tightly constricted and hidden as before.
The Spiritual Light rippled gently and unfurled, quickly sketching the spectral silhouette of the Golden Tree.
Although it was countless times smaller than its physical body in the outside world, standing merely a foot tall.
But the dark golden Dao Patterns flowing over its body, the faint "Kaiyuan Tongbao" inscriptions visible between its leaves and branches, and the ancient, noble aura originating from its very source were all identical.
The moment this specter took form, it stretched like a person and immediately sent out a wanton fluctuation of Spiritual Sense:
"Hahaha! A few old geezers thought they could catch me?"
"Pah!"
