"Whoosh~ whoosh!"
One pitch-black figure after another stabbed straight downward, accompanied by faint sounds of cleaving air.
More than twenty Divine Wood Pavilion Spirit Masters surged forward together, rapidly gathering Spiritual Qi into a carpet and constructing the Bottomless Gate.
At the Youhan Tree Root, the Spirit Branches were still writhing in agony; shattered branches withdrew from the Underground Gate, and fresh branches filled in the gaps.
Seeing this scene, Du Yu's expression grew a bit complicated, and he sighed inwardly.
A tattered Spirit Branch stretched over, like a Warrior covered in wounds, gently wrapping around Du Yu's shoulder: "Du Yu."
"Mm."
The Divine Tree: "Don't feel sad for me.
Half a month ago, when you left Kunlun, you said something: 'Sweet as honey.'"
"Heh." Du Yu let out a mute laugh. He picked up the damaged Spirit Branch with one hand, gently kneading it in his palm.
