This was the reality.
It was impossible to sacrifice himself for the benefit of others.
While all the true immortals were frantically retreating, the builder tree had no intention of letting them leave safely.
BOOM!
A tyrannical aura shook the world.
The creation wood displayed his huge Dharma form, and a towering tree swayed in the void. He struck out with his palm in the air and instantly blew up the physical body of a true immortal.
"Whoever ruins my fortune must die!"
The killing intent in his heart was unprecedentedly strong.
In the past.
The creation wood had always stayed in the territory of the spirit race and had almost never made a move, let alone killed other creatures.
However ...
Not making a move didn't mean that he didn't have killing intent.
