The immortal army before him had already fallen into disarray, and Lu Xiaotian could only leave them to fend for themselves for now. He had no interest in slaughtering them wholesale, but everyone present knew their destruction was only a matter of time. Though the Honghao Celestial Court could bear such a loss, losing so many troops without achieving anything would inevitably hurt morale and have some adverse effect on the recruitment of further troops.
Lu Xiaotian did not continue pursuing the Seven-Tribulation Hidden Dragon or the other Azure-Armored Dragon powerhouse who had fled. Instead, his attention shifted to the Great Heavenly Mulberry Sacred Tree and the Extreme Dragon Gate still suspended in midair.
The space containing the Heavenly Mulberry Sacred Tree and the Withered Mulberry Forest had already been on the verge of connecting. Naturally, the purpose was to bless this lifeless forest and allow it to nurture life once more.
Now that the powerful enemy had retreated and the Heavenly Mulberry Sacred Tree was no longer threatened, some of its leaves trembled, releasing a hazy mist that condensed into sparkling droplets. A dozen or so droplets flew through the air toward this withered mulberry forest. Some turned into a hazy mist and seeped into the entire withered forest, while others drifted toward the Mulberry Moon Battle Formation where Lu Xiaotian stood.
A glint flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. He reached out and beckoned through the air, and a rift torn open by spatial power blocked the view of Chong Yun and the other Profound Immortals behind him.
At that moment, the Thousand-Faced Fiend Ding Tu also surged forward, his demonic apparitions streaking ahead at astonishing speed.
"Don't take too much. The Mulberry Spirit Tears belong to the Heavenly Mulberry Wasteland, after all. If you grow insatiable, I'll have