Black, scorching flames began pouring endlessly from the gaps between the Golden Tree's roots.
Wherever the flames passed, the golden trunk was scorched black, all vitality extinguished.
Mu En arrived before the Golden Tree almost instantly. Golden-white Soul Power erupted from around him, carrying the power of light as it surged toward the Golden Tree and firmly suppressed the flames imbued with an evil aura.
There had originally been quite a few people cultivating within the Golden Tree—those favored by the elders, as well as gifted soul masters valued by Shrek. But now, some were dead and others wounded.
"Xuan Zi! What is going on?!"
Seeing the tragic scene below, Mu En's eyes nearly split with rage. He practically roared the question. He had already lost more than half his origin power helping Bei Bei, and forcibly traveling such a distance had only worsened his injuries.
Physical injuries would have been one thing. As a dignified Limit Douluo who had lived for so many years, what sort of injury had Mu En not suffered?
But now, looking at the burning Golden Tree and the wounded below, Mu En's heart pounded violently. The pain in his heart was unbearable. If something happened to the Golden Tree, how could he face Shrek's ancestors?
"Elder Mu, I don't know why either. The Golden Tree suddenly caught fire, and I can't extinguish these flames."
Xuan Zi was not far from Mu En. He had already assumed his Martial Soul Avatar. Hearing Mu En's question, he answered while suppressing the Golden Tree.
He had no idea what was happening either!
Panic filled Xuan Zi's eyes. He only remembered taking a nap, then the elders came running to wake him, saying that the Golden Tree had caught fire.
By the time Xuan Zi arrived, more than