Lin Xuan raised his head and swept a glance over the Sun Fire Tree, then exerted force and pulled his blade free.
The power on his battle saber surged even more fiercely. Lin Xuan had already erupted with his full strength.
"Rip!"
A massive gash appeared once more in the tree trunk that had only just healed. This time, it had been caused by drawing out the blade.
Dense vitality burst forth again, seeking to restore it.
But Lin Xuan was faster. He swung his battle saber up and brought it down once more.
The Sun Fire Tree, which had only recovered a third of its damage, was immediately cleaved with a fresh gash—an even larger one.
Without the slightest pause, Lin Xuan continued swinging his blade. The Sun Fire Tree shook even more violently, fire rain pouring down in torrents.
The entire region was being baptized by the fire rain, its terrain changing madly.
Six streams of light came from all directions, quickly reaching the edge of the area shrouded in crimson radiance.
"Hmm?"
The six of them stopped in unison, solemnity appearing in their eyes.
They had actually been blocked. A Vast Might had cut them off; even when they tried to attack, they simply could not break through.
"Looks like felling the tree can only be done by one person!"
The six exchanged spiritual messages and began discussing it again.
"Thankfully, my husband is all right!"
"This trial may not be aimed at only one person. If I'm not mistaken, we should soon enter the tree-felling stage as well."
"Wu Zhao Mountain is a contest for the heir. It tests not only those competing for succession, but their allies as well."
"Indeed. This is a world where one force can overcome ten, but at certain times, allies