"Sigh, although this sword is indeed of divine level top quality, without a powerful swordsmanship, I'm afraid it can't cut off the roots of the Buddha Flame Root..."
Another cultivator of the Divine King Realm sighed.
"Makes sense."
Many people nodded in agreement.
For a moment, everyone became even more interested in Ye Yun's origins.
Nobody knew where the Holy Buddha Sect found such a strong swordmaster.
Listening to the cries of the Buddha Flame Root, Dragon Tree Buddha's face suddenly became a bit grim.
After all, that was his root.
Although they had been separated for millions of years, in fact, they still shared a blood relationship.
Every sword strike fell, cutting off a part of the root, and Dragon Tree Buddha also felt an indescribable pain in his body.
A nameless anger started to burn in his heart.
At this moment.
Dragon Tree Buddha's eyes actually turned purple.
"Buddha, this is..."
