Their group flashed swiftly up Mount Heavenshaker, and the corpses of treants could be seen everywhere.

Suddenly, Yang Ye stopped moving, and then he glanced at the aged trees in the surroundings.

“What’s wrong?” asked Yin Xuan’er.

Yang Ye said, “Something’s not right. It has been too quiet. It’s very unusual.”

“You’re just being too suspicious!” Po Xing frowned. He didn’t like this human at all, and he would have taught Yang Ye a lesson if it ...