This young divine tree was just born, like a baby, still needing nourishment from the divine tree and unable to withstand such consumption.
Under the suppression of Chu Fengmian's countless spiritual power, it gradually gave up resisting.
"Good!"
Seeing the young divine tree give up resistance, Chu Fengmian's face was filled with joy; this was the moment he had been waiting for.
Chu Fengmian quickly condensed a strand of spiritual power, transforming it into a brand, and directly embedded it into the young divine tree.
On the heart of this young divine tree, Chu Fengmian's brand was firmly imprinted.
"Damn it!"
Suddenly, a deafening sound echoed from within the space of this divine tree.
Instantly, an enormous arm suddenly appeared in mid-air, fiercely slapping toward Chu Fengmian.
The power of this slap struck through the air, shattering all the surrounding space.
The target of this slap was none other than Chu Fengmian.
