C834 The Ancient Chaos Tree.

"I say, Black Pot Old Master, are you sure you aren't joking? This tree seems to have died, and it has been dead for a long time …"

Ming Jiutian squatted in front of the stump and patted it with his hand. In the end, the two pieces of bark on the stump fell off.

No matter how he looked at it, this rotten stump didn't seem to have any life. When he looked closer