The top of the Primordial Spirit Wood.
The White Jade Celestial Ladder had now transformed into a white jade staff, floating in the air, with a pattern carved on it, all naturally formed.
Yet each pattern seemed to have some sort of connection.
However, at this moment, Chen Xuan's gaze was fixed on the mist above the sea of bitterness.
"This sea of bitterness seems more like it's accompanying the Primordial Spirit Wood."
After refining the bark, he could feel a special connection between the two.
Then his gaze shifted to the members of the Tree-man Race.
At this moment, the white mist formed by the sea of bitterness was only a few dozen meters away from them.
"Even the Continuous Dao Realm can be melted, how could Spiritual Power possibly withstand it."
He shook his head slightly, a trace of compassion showing in his eyes.
