C1094 He Wanted to Refine the Ghost Tree

It looked like a willow branch swaying in the wind, but there was lightning flashing above it. Ye Feng gazed indifferently at the ancient tree. "I'm just passing by, and you choose to provoke me? You're asking for trouble."

Ye Feng took out a ring filled with soil he had dug up from Devil Spirit Island. With a gentle wave, he scattered several tons of the soil without hesitation