After hearing the soul's tearful account, Zhang Qingxuan finally pieced together what had happened.
This creature was an Innate Lifeform of the Sun Star. It had possessed the strength of a Second-Level God from the moment it was born, and its cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds in the Sun Star's intensely yang environment. Before long, it had reached the threshold of Half-Step God King.
But just when it was riding high, it ran into the final boss: the Dragon God.
Even with every advantage of the Sun Star on its side, it had been ground into the dirt by the Dragon God, who was half a step from the Supreme God King Realm. It could not fight back at all.
But the Dragon God discovered just how good this creature was at keeping itself alive: it had long since fused with the Fusang Tree. If he destroyed its soul outright, the tree would suffer grievous harm too.
Considering the value of Mulberries, the Dragon God had not finished it off. Instead, he destroyed its body, imprisoned its soul within the Fusang Tree, and let the passing years wear away its soul essence bit by bit until it became nourishment for the tree.
To be safe, the Dragon God had also placed layers of restrictions on it to prevent one last desperate strike.
Finally, he picked the ripe Mulberries, set up a barrier, and turned the entire Fusang Tree into his "private Mulberry farm."
In plain terms, the creature was "Mulberry fertilizer" the Dragon God had kept penned up.
Now the soul's attitude made an instant about-face. It sidled up with a fawning smile.
"Big brother! Save me, and I'll follow your every command! I'll work like an ox or a horse for you! I'll go through fire and