When Du Bai saw Sun Meilan immediately fall into a disadvantageous position and was about to be captured alive by the Golden Spiritual Fruit Tree, he was not the least bit flustered.
All of this had been within Du Bai's expectations!
A Soul Elder in her thirties was no match for this Spiritual Fruit Tree!
As for a Soul Ancestor in their forties, they could at most fight this Golden Spiritual Fruit Tree to a draw.
To truly defeat this Golden Spiritual Fruit Tree, a Soul King in their fifties or an even higher-level Soul Master would be needed!
"You wretched beast, how dare you!"
Du Bai shouted.
Du Bai's voice carried the power of his cultivation, rumbling like rolling thunder. It startled the Golden Spiritual Fruit Tree, and its two attacking arms froze in midair for a moment.
Then Du Bai took a step forward and used Soaring Step.
In midair, Du Bai extended a middle finger and, with an exceptionally graceful posture, lightly tapped each of the Golden Spiritual Fruit Tree's two thick arms.
Two crisp cracking sounds rang out in succession.
The Golden Spiritual Fruit Tree's two thick branch-arms instantly shattered inch by inch, turning to dust!
"Roar—"
The Golden Spiritual Fruit Tree had been injured at its very foundation. It could not help roaring in frustration, feeling utterly aggrieved.
Du Bai floated in the air, his robes unmoved by any wind. With his hands clasped behind his back, he stared proudly at the Golden Spiritual Fruit Tree.
"Wretched beast, I know you can speak human language, so naturally you can understand what I mean."
"From now on, I hope you will behave yourself and submit to my questioning."
"Otherwise, there is only death awaiting you!"
Du Bai said arrogantly.
"You!"
"Soul Master, you are indeed powerful,