The tree spirit waved its green branches, gesturing at Chen Mo.
But Chen Mo had no idea what the tree spirit was trying to say. Could it be that the flames from earlier had not burned thoroughly enough, making the tree spirit feel comfortable and want another round?
The tree spirit looked at the blazing flames formed from the Samadhi True Fire in Chen Mo's hand and felt that its entire life as a tree had gone terribly wrong.
What the hell was it supposed to do?
But the tree spirit could not speak. It only knew how to make a move, and it had never learned any gestures for surrender. How was it supposed to convey that it had surrendered and did not want to die?
Moreover, the tree spirit was a plant, not an animal. Animals could expose their bellies to show surrender, but how were plants supposed to surrender?
Expose their roots?
The tree spirit hurriedly pulled out its roots and tried to lie flat, pointing them toward Chen Mo to show its surrender.
Yet in Chen Mo's eyes, this tree spirit was truly stubborn. Only a few green branches remained, yet it still wanted to resist and run away. It had even pulled out its own roots, clearly ready to act at any moment.
Look at it—lying on the ground like that. Was it planning to slip away?
If the tree spirit had known what Chen Mo was thinking, it would have cried itself to death on the spot.
Fortunately, Chen Mo eventually understood its movements. It was lying there completely still, meaning that it would not run.
Chen Mo could only chuckle. This was the first plant that had Become a Spirit he had encountered. Previously, they had all been animals or similar creatures. Even