Time trickled by, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.
Inside the Xiao Family's Lake Mansion, an ancient black tree stirred restlessly, bearing two large black cocoons hanging from it like fruits.
Suddenly, with a "hiss" sound, a huge slit tore open on one of the black cocoons, and a figure tumbled out. It was none other than the Xiao Family's Ancestor.
His eyes slightly bewildered, he just lay there on the ground, motionless.
"Has he... failed?" Not far away, Xi Ying sat cross-legged, slightly surprised as she watched this scene unfold.
Before she could even extend her Divine Sense to investigate, she saw a blurred shadow of a Divine Soul fly out from the Undying Tree, landing on the Xiao Family's Ancestor's body. In a flicker, it melded into him.
The next instant, the Xiao Family's Ancestor on the ground took a deep breath and climbed to his feet.
