Fang Chen watched the Devouring God Imprints merge perfectly with the Runes on the Peach Tree and breathed a sigh of relief. He continued branding more imprints onto it.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."
Fang Chen branded more and more Devouring God Imprints onto the Peach Tree. It showed no adverse reaction, and nothing stirred in the Peach Garden.
Even so, Yue Canglan and Li Qingyao did not dare let down their guard.
Fang Chen, meanwhile, grew bolder. His body slowly rose into the air as his hands moved without pause. Devouring God Imprints flew from his body in a frenzy, each one condensed within him through the Devouring God Art.
Now the imprints rained down on the Peach Garden like a storm.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss..."
Wherever Fang Chen passed, Devouring God Imprints landed on the Peach Trees.
He no longer limited himself to a single Peach Tree. He was working on the entire Peach Garden.
Under his control, every imprint struck a Peach Tree. They followed the roots deep underground and wrapped around them.
"Incredible!"
Yue Canglan and Li Qingyao were stunned by Fang Chen's method of engraving Dao Patterns.
As Li Qingyao watched Fang Chen from behind, she recalled the time he had helped them set up a Formation. She was more certain than ever that he was Young Master Meng. Unfortunately, Fang Chen had lost his memory. He could remember nothing of their time together on Immortal Mountain.
Three days later, Fang Chen had finally engraved Devouring God Imprints on every Peach Tree.
Bolstered by the imprints, the trees looked greener and more vibrant. The Ten-Thousand-Year Peach Tree that Li Qingyao had cut earlier had even sprouted—not just one tender shoot, but many.
"Wow, Master, look! That Peach Tree has sprouted!"
Moon Saint could not help crying out