When a tree spirit took its own tree heart, how could Great Chun resist?
This should have been an utterly unimpeded matter.
But now, it was clearly not going to be so smooth sailing.
One could tell as much from the tree spirit's furious attitude.
Fang Xiao had done nothing but plunder Tree Slaves.
Yet he did not know that transforming Tree Slaves inherently required the support of the True Meaning of the Divine Tree.
Where was he plundering Tree Slaves? He was plainly picking Divine Tree Fruits.
And picking them in whole swathes at a time.
Only because he possessed a Small World could he avoid the taboos. Ordinary people, even Mahayana Stage cultivators, could not accomplish this.
Every Tree Slave Fang Xiao abducted was, in effect, digging away at Great Chun's foundations.
Under normal circumstances, it would not have mattered.
With the Great Chun Tree Heart present, the True Meaning of the Divine Tree would be produced in an unending stream and never run dry.
But what was happening now?
Eight Mahayana Stage cultivators had joined forces to assault Great Chun.
At the same time, the tree spirit was tearing out the heart of Great Chun's main body.
Three forces were acting at once.
Though Fang Xiao contributed the least, his impact was still considerable.
Even with Great Chun's deep foundations, it could not endure such torment.
Originally, once it lost its Tree Heart, Great Chun would only slowly wither away and head toward its end.
A frog boiled in warm water naturally would not resist.
But now that sudden danger had descended upon it, even if the tree spirit soothed it, Great Chun's instincts could not possibly sit still and await death.
Naturally, it would struggle desperately to survive.
Yet the eight Mahayana Stage cultivators were at