C741 Bodhi Race

"Hmm?"

This sudden change of events caused Chen Chu's expression to greatly change. He hurriedly retreated dozens of feet away.

Right at this moment, a white light appeared on the trunk of the World God Tree. That light condensed in the air and eventually formed a transparent figure.

The figure of an old man.

The old man's white hair was as white as snow and his white robe was spotless