As time passed, two hundred years later, the section of trunk where the Divine Tree had taken root had been completely dyed twelve colors. It looked like a gigantic Divine Tree lying on its side, and the divine power continued to stain the larger trunk beyond it, spreading faster and faster.
But across the entire Mother Tree, it was still insignificant.
Like an anthill in a gigantic dam.
Amid the chaos of Cubic Distance, the lines across Eight Colors' body flowed with complete twelve-colored divine power. His battle prowess kept climbing as the divine power spread, as though his strength depended on how much of him it covered.
One day, outside Flowing Camp Bridge, a life-form fled in a panic, hoping to cross the bridge and escape into Cloud Court. But the moment it stepped onto the bridge, divine power coiled around it and dragged it away. Just before it vanished, it let out a desperate wail.
Flowing Camp Bridge seemed to mark a boundary. The divine power stopped spreading once it reached the bridge, then continued staining the trunks, dripping from one trunk to another and staining them in turn.
The divine power seemed to have a will of its own. Any life-form that saw it was transformed. No one was exempt.
The more the divine power spread, the faster it expanded. When the fifth trunk had been completely dyed twelve colors, it finally caught the attention of Outer Heaven.
At first, life-forms from the Seventy-two Realms investigated, but none returned. Once the news got back, it was immediately reported to the Master Clan. Then the Master Clan dispatched experts to investigate, including a powerhouse with Three Dao Laws.
This powerhouse with Three Dao Laws came from the Seventy-two Realms. It had never taken part in the Freedom Period