Song Shuhang slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, the branches of his wooden body were very dense as they had also been influenced by the path of time. The leaves were working hard to take in carbon dioxide and transform it into oxygen and spiritual energy.
One must have the mind to contribute to the world like a big tree.
Devote oneself to the duty wholeheartedly, learn how to endure hardships, absorb the nutrients in the soil, inhale carbon dioxide, bear sweet fruits, and release fragrant spiritual energy and oxygen.
To make the world a better place, he was even willing to have his branches cut off without complaint!
As Song Shuhang moved, the rustling sound of wind blowing through branches and leaves could be heard.
His head, buried in the branches, seemed to have returned to nature.
As his body swayed, the time-related technique that the Heavenly Emperor had cast on him just so happened to dissipate.
