The once lush trees, visibly aged as the green light continuously faded away.
During this time, [Ruo Mu] had thought about resisting.
The trees trembled, and countless strange manifestations emerged from within, attacking the cultivators fearlessly.
Even Ruo Mu itself had lashed out with its branches, striking like swords.
But the cultivators who came to this place had terrifying levels of cultivation.
All resistance was futile, all was suppressed in an instant.
Even Ruo Mu's last desperate attack, which made the golden purple fruits at the top wither.
They were all turned around by this group of people.
Unable to resist, Ruo Mu could only watch as its life essence was wantonly extracted.
The leaves slowly turned yellow and fell like rain.
In the thunderous sounds, many tree trunks cracked and broke.
Cracks began to appear on Ruo Mu's trunk.
However, this group showed no signs of stopping.
They acted as if they would not stop until they completely drained Ruo Mu.
