The bead made a light "bang" sound, releasing a burst of green light.
Amidst the radiance, something appeared faintly, and as the brilliance gathered, its true form was revealed.
It was a gigantic pine tree, entirely pitch black, towering there.
This wood was extraordinarily huge, but it had a very peculiar shape. The entire tree seemed to have an invisible line dividing it in the middle. One half was lush and dense beyond measure, while the other half was withered and devoid of leaves, resembling dead wood.
It was none other than the original body of Mu Qing's spiritual wood.
Yuan Yao gazed at the tree, her expression complex, as she flicked her ten fingers in succession.
One incantation after another shot forth, flashing in the blink of an eye, and vanished into the black tree.
The tree suddenly trembled, and as it sank downward, a section of its trunk was unexpectedly buried into the ground, remaining steadfast and unmoving.
