The Locust Tree shook its branches, calming its emotions as it looked at the Little Dragon Demon in the distance, absorbing the Dragon Turtle Qi. Every leaf tingled with a joy akin to the sound of bronze bells.
Let him absorb!
Let him have his fill!
The Locust Tree paced back and forth, and as it walked, its body suddenly exploded with a bang, turning into wood chips that scattered all over the ground. A large locust tree beside it swayed its body and pulled out its roots from the soil.
The branches formed hands, clenching into fists.
It was close; in his excitement just now, it almost touched the seal. It nearly got suppressed again for a hundred years, unable to move.
It was not just a single tree; the whole Locust Tree Forest was it, yet at the same time, none of it was.
The Spirit Clan is a special existence among the major races of All Heavens and Myriad Realms, peculiar in that they have no true flesh bodies, only like spirits— or rather, their flesh bodies are illusory.
