The King let out a long sigh, her tone somewhat low.
"The Dragon Clan Sacred Tree is indeed a divine treasure, but what you hold is only a branch. With that little Healing Law, you cannot heal the wounds on my body."
"U Chen and Gui Zhi invited me all the way from the human race to the Treant Kingdom. I cannot simply leave without doing anything, can I?
"Since I accepted U Chen's deposit, I naturally have to give it my all."
After a brief consideration, the King finally did not refuse U Chen and Gui Zhi's filial devotion.
"Very well. Since you refuse to give up, then take a good look at these old bones of mine."
"Excuse my offense."
Only after receiving permission did Xu Chunniang release her divine sense, carefully inspecting every part of the giant white tree, unwilling to overlook even a single leaf.
Half an hour later, she withdrew her divine sense, a grave expression in her eyes.
When she had only given it a cursory glance before, she had seen merely the surface wounds. Only upon closer inspection did she discover that ninety percent of the roots buried in the soil had rotted away, tangled thick with karmic resentment force, their roots twisted into a snarled mass.
These deep-seated, chronic ailments were indeed extremely difficult to cure.
The King sent out a strand of divine thought, her tone calm.
"Well? Now that you have seen the wounds on my body, do you still have confidence?"
After pondering for a moment, Xu Chunniang said, "For now, I do not dare touch the karmic resentment force on the roots. Let us begin with the branches and leaves."
As she spoke, she brought out the little branch and poured a great deal of spiritual energy into