'It seems the Tree of Life didn't completely die back then. Unfortunately, it ran into the Spiritual Qi exhaustion. A Celestial Venerable wouldn't normally fear such a thing, but it had the misfortune of being grievously wounded and left on the brink of death by the West Mother Great Venerable. A body that massive required an even greater amount of Spiritual Qi. After forcibly holding on for thousands of years, it finally met its end nearly a century ago.'
'While this is a great thing for humanity,' Lin Chengde still felt a pang of regret. 'What a shame. If it had just held on for a few more decades, it could have taken a full salvo from humanity's nuclear arsenal right about now.'
'No, wait. Maybe not just one round, but at least seven or eight.'
Musing on this dark joke, Lin Chengde slowly opened his eyes. The other Cultivators who had transformed into trees also began to revert to their original forms.
