The green wood that penetrated into the nine Netherworld was full of vitality. It was hard to tell the real from the fake. It had the state of the void and the virtue of Dao and nature. In a short moment, everything in its path was born. The demonic qi dissipated and the filth was clean, unlike the nine netherworld, it was more like the Buddhist land of the immortal realm, which occupied most of the possibilities in the future. It made Han Guang suddenly feel that he could not avoid it. He felt that his fate was destined. The five elements in his body were out of balance. His inner landscape was in disorder. His vitality was drained and his longevity was destroyed, he was so weak that he was like an ant.