Xu Hei was extremely familiar with Xu Bai's aura. Even if she had transformed into someone else, that feeling would never be mistaken.

Traveling forward, Xu Hei journeyed for about a day before finally reaching the center of the grand tomb.

At this moment, Xu Hei saw a massive mountain towering ahead. At the peak, a withered figure sat cross-legged, as thin as a stick, resembling an ancient pine tree that had stood for countless years.

The figure sat as still as a pine tree, its body so emaciated it seemed devoid of blood. If not for the fact that its gaze was fixed on him, Xu Hei would have thought it had already passed away.