Even the golden threads, which had previously been impossible to touch, were now suppressed by the overwhelming force. Despite the fact that the Tree of Calamity's Avatar was now drenched in its own dimming golden light, and its body was severely damaged, Jiang Chengxuan and the others knew that in this peculiar realm, a hidden power was continuously seeping through the void into the Avatar, slowly healing its wounds.
The strange golden threads that had been severed countless times by Jiang Chengxuan continued to writhe and regenerate, never fully dying. In contrast, Jiang Chengxuan and his companions were in dire straits. The peak battle had left them in a desperate situation, with no external resources to draw upon. They could only rely on the celestial energy stored within their Blessed Lands and a few medicinal pills to maintain their abilities, fueling their divine powers and celestial treasures.
