Chapter 462 The Abandoned Camp

Rhea squinted, her gaze locking onto a massive, withered tree looming before her. It looked like a colossal black giant, standing tall atop the hill.

The trunk was so thick that it would take twenty people holding hands to wrap around it. The whole thing was pitch-black, as if it had been scorched by fire, its surface etched with deep cracks—scars left behind by the passage of time.

Its crown had