After reaching Fu Young, it stopped moving.
Seeing this, Fu Young curiously picked it up and examined it.
Although it was so tiny that it could hardly even be called a piece of wood, it contained a far denser concentration of divine Osmanthus Tree power than the roots he had created himself.
The roots were completely unable to absorb it.
What was this?
As if she knew what Fu Young was wondering, the only surviving person nearby, the red-haired young woman, approached him after the roots finished draining away her divine power source and released her.
Like everyone else throughout the city, she had now become an ordinary mortal without any special power.
She dragged her weak, sweat-soaked body over to Fu Young, who was examining the mung-bean-sized wooden object, and said, "This is a divine persona!"
