The wind blew, and the light golden leaves of the tree of life rustled and swayed.
The translucent ghost country residents that kept emerging from the ground shrieked in alarm.
The vitality of life rippled on the ground, and the ghost country residents were pulled back to the ground, or they were melted by the strong strength of life in this breeze.
Suddenly, the citizens of the strange fire country fell one by one. The tree roots wrapped them up and turned them into human-shaped mud piles.
The golden strength of life surged in the tree roots and returned to the tree of life.
However, the world was still collapsing.
The Tree of life represented only life, not the entire world.
“Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully comprehended a divine ability: Return to origin.”
Meng Jingtian was already stunned by this shocking scene. His thoughts had already flown far away when a system notification suddenly pulled him back.
