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This was … the Bodhi tree!

The Bodhi tree slowly rotated, just like the seven-colored Exquisite Pagoda in the hands of the Black Yellow Tribe's Holy Son who had died on a ghost ship. It spun around, floating above Bai Yuntian's head.

As for the Bodhi tree on top of Bai Yuntian's head, a clear color suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Life has always been like a sea of bitterness