The huge tree stump, the withered old skin, the charred tree trunk, and the occasional immortal lightning that flies out; this scene looks so familiar, like déjà vu.
In an instant, Shi Hao was stunned.
Willow Deity!
The name surfaced directly in his mind; this momentary contemplation was without other reason, just the first one thought of was that unrivaled person.
But, the Willow Deity is still alive, it should be living, not like this dead tree trunk, with its roots all rooted here.
Calming his mind, Shi Hao shook his head.
"Senior, are there any legends about it?" Shi Hao asked carefully.
