Looking at the Buddha Flame Root's developed root system, wrapping around the black nine-layered pagoda like serpentine big dragons, Ye Yun's smile deepened.
Without a doubt.
A million years ago, the mysterious egg suppressed by Emperor Heimang with the black pagoda has long been broken by the Buddha Flame Root.
Not only broken.
The Buddha Flame Root even covets the egg, having invaded the bottom of the pagoda.
This ferocious Buddha Flame Root, surely that egg's fate is bleak.
"We've come all this way, and the Buddha Flame Root hasn't reacted at all. Brother, is it dead?"
Little Seven chuckled.
"This Buddha Flame Root isn't dead, it's just overindulged!"
Ye Yun laughed.
Then, with a sweeping motion of his sleeve, the soil violently rolled back, leaving a large empty space below the black pagoda.
A large white egg, spanning dozens of meters, lay calmly in the void at this moment.
