Yun Ziliang’s voice was already extremely unstable, but the Dragon Seeking Sensing Sect emphasized the domineering aura of the Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master.

If the Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master’s words lost even a bit of strength, the dominance would fade by that much, and during a confrontation, one’s means would fall significantly short.

Thus, although Lao Yun’s words seemed somewhat fearful, his expression was exceedingly fierce, with both hands naturally hanging down, showing no signs of tension or panic.

Even when facing the ’pregnant’ Dream Realm Heavenly God,

Yun Ziliang would not simply sit and wait for death — it was just a matter of fighting with everything he had.

The ten dragons on his Daoist robe were faintly restless, ready at any moment for Lao Yun to activate them, prepared for a life-and-death struggle with the ’Dream Realm Heavenly God.’

On the other hand, Zhou Xuan seemed even more relaxed, not because he wasn’t afraid of the Dream Realm Heavenly God, but because he clearly understood that the thing beneath the Earth Abyss was not the ’Dream Realm Heavenly God.’

"Lao Yun, don’t panic, the thing beneath the Earth Abyss could be a Heavenly Ghost or something else entirely, but it is definitely not the Dream Realm Heavenly God."

Zhou Xuan, the Painter, and Yun Ziliang formed a triangular formation, with Zhou Xuan standing in the lead position.

He said to Yun Ziliang, "I once created a fake Dream Realm Heavenly God. Although that god was fake, its aura was real — and it was completely different from this Earth Abyss."

What is the aura of a Dream Realm Heavenly God like?

Zhou Xuan’s assessment was: "Like a dream or an illusion, the Dream Realm Heavenly God’s will is extremely unstable, and the dream world he creates also changes constantly with his will, with the details of the world altering at will."

In contrast, the ’will’ of the Earth Abyss seemed excessively stable.

"If it’s not the Dream Realm Heavenly God, then what could it be..."

"I don’t know."

Zhou Xuan responded decisively to Lao Yun, then turned to the Painter and said, "Old Hua, is that Ginkgo Tree really the long-lost Ginkgo Ancestor Tree of Mingjiang Prefecture?"

"That’s right."

The Painter pulled out his wallet, took out a ginkgo leaf from it, handed it to Zhou Xuan, and said, "All the Divine Offices of the Bone Elder Association keep a ginkgo leaf.

Even though the ’Ginkgo Ancestor Tree’ has been lost for three hundred years, the Divine Offices of the Bone Elder Association have never forgotten the taste of the Ancestor Tree.

Zhou Xuan grabbed the ginkgo leaf and held it up to his eyes, using it to create the illusion of being ’blinded by a leaf,’ looking in the direction of the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree.

The leaf blocked his sight but could not block the aura emitted by the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree.

Below the Earth Abyss, Zhou Xuan’s perception could not extend beyond his body, but the aura of the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree was so rich it surged to the front of him and was sensed by his body.

"This leaf of yours has the same flavor as that luminous Ginkgo Ancestor Tree, but it also has a different flavor,"

Zhou Xuan’s nostrils twitched slightly as he sniffed, saying to the Painter, "Your leaf has the genuine divine flavor of Jing Country, but that Ginkgo Ancestor Tree contains a ghostly and eerie feeling."

About the Ancestor Tree, Zhou Xuan was also well-informed,

"If it’s not the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree, then what is it?" the Painter asked.

Zhou Xuan could not answer. He said to Miss Qiang in the Secret Realm, "Miss Qiang, can you sense the energy fluctuations in the Earth Abyss?"

"I can’t detect it; the thing beneath the Earth Abyss is very strange."

"What if I move forward a little more?"

Zhou Xuan said.

"Are you going to... take the risk?"

Miss Qiang was somewhat surprised.

Although Zhou Xuan, the Painter, and Yun Ziliang were only about a hundred meters from the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree, as long as Zhou Xuan took one more step forward, or even half a step, it could be ’the distance between heaven and hell,’

One careless move, and everything could be lost.

"I always feel that this Ginkgo Ancestor Tree is not as powerful as you think."

Zhou Xuan considered himself a standout in the art of putting on a show; when his strength was insufficient, he had tricked everyone in the Bone Elder Association — including top experts like the Painter and Music Master — with three fake tattoos.

"To put on a show, one must first act with a high profile, making it immediately apparent that he is not to be trifled with."

"But there’s a big difference between having strong outer appearances but being weak inside and being strong both inside and out. The biggest difference is that a person who is putting on a show dare not show extreme aggression."

Upon saying this, Zhou Xuan took another step forward, wanting to get closer to the Ginkgo Tree. At the same time, he called out to the Mountain Ancestor: "Mountain Ancestor, we’ve arrived. Where are you?"

The Ginkgo Ancestor Tree sensed Zhou Xuan’s presumption, shaking its branches as countless points of light fell to the ground like raindrops.

The slightly damp ground immediately became soft, and each point of light caused ripples to spread across the soil. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Beneath the Earth Abyss, it became a vast deep pool.

With verdant blue water and the waterside weeds like verdant shades, each blade of grass held a dewdrop that was indiscernibly either light or water.

And the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree stood above the deep pool.

Because the pool’s water was extremely clear, when Zhou Xuan looked down, he could see the scenery beneath the water. He saw the roots and stems of the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree floating underwater.

And at the deepest part of the pool lay hundreds of pregnant women’s corpses.

Each pregnant woman’s belly was swollen, with the roots of the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree probing into their bellies one by one.

Just seeing this image, Zhou Xuan could guess — these unidentified pregnant women were the nutrient source for the Ginkgo Ancestor Tree.

"Are these pregnant women nurturing this Ginkgo Tree?"

The question arose in Zhou Xuan’s mind.

"You have finally returned."

Below the pool, there was one pregnant woman. The most ginkgo tree roots had pierced her belly — up to six.