Wang Daoyuan's consciousness remained immersed in the world where the sapling stood as it slowly grew.
No one knew how many years passed before the sapling became a towering tree.
Around it, the barren land that had once been utterly devoid of grass unexpectedly grew into a vast forest.
Such an abnormal development naturally drew the attention of those with ulterior motives.
Within Wang Daoyuan's consciousness, a burly man entered the forest.
The man was powerfully built, with rough features and strange black armor.
He was humanoid overall, but a single horn grew from his head. He was likely not human.
At the heart of the forest, he discovered the great tree.
The man was ecstatic and circled the tree for a long while.
Afterward, he sat cross-legged beneath it, seemingly comprehending something.
The surrounding vegetation became increasingly lush, yet some plants had limited lifespans and gradually withered away.
Beneath the dead vegetation, new plants sprouted and once more flourished with luxuriant branches and leaves.
After an unknown span of time, the burly man stood up.
With a casual wave of his hand, several seedlings that had just broken through the soil rapidly grew.
The man threw back his head and laughed. After a long time, his face darkened.
He looked at the great tree, lost in thought.
Before long, he seemed to have made up his mind.
He raised one foot and stomped violently on the ground, making the earth quake and mountains shake.
Cracks spread across the ground. The entire forest was overturned, trees toppled in every direction, and their roots were completely torn from the soil. Even the great tree did not escape.
The burly man reached out and lifted the great tree, seemingly intending to store it in some spatial treasure.
At that moment, the great