chapter 148 Not everything you can touch

Looking around, in the night mountain fog, lanterns with dim light were hung on both sides of the Huang Sect's gate, and two disciples on night duty stood in front of the gate. The most eye-catching thing was that above the sect gate, a towering ancient tree that was forty or fifty meters high rose from the ground. Tamaki Wilson asked: "Is that the Huang Sect?" "Yes, Master Wilson." Wenshan, whose strength had been abolished, did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly said respectfully. "That...