Lord Zhennan's vines moved again.
Lu Zhou shook his head. "The Pillar of Impermanence stays… However, I'll adjust its absorption speed.
"Hey, I'm a man of my word. How can you…"
Lu Zhou interjected, "This is the way I do things. Would you prefer it if I let it suck you dry? I have enough patience and time…"
"..."
Lord Zhennan knew Lu Zhou had the upper hand now. It was imperative for him to remain calm. Then, he said sullenly, "Fine."
The vines continued to shrink until they shrank into the ancient tree. With this, one could not tell at all the tree was being used by a powerful cultivator to survive.
"Let's go."
Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and walked toward the ancient tree.
Yu Zhenghai, Yu Shangrong, and the others followed closely behind.
When they arrived under the tree, Zhao Yu gulped and looked at the tree nervously, afraid that the branches would kill him.
