Xu Zimo's blade qi grew increasingly violent.
He showed no mercy whatsoever.
Slash after slash, the Golden Person soon could no longer hold on and was nearly chopped into a pulp.
"Still unwilling to talk?" Xu Zimo kicked the Golden Person away, sending him crashing heavily into the Golden Tree.
With a crack.
A golden branch actually snapped.
"What do you want to know? I'll tell you.
Don't hurt my Golden Tree!" the Golden Person shouted.
"Answer my previous question," Xu Zimo said.
"Yes, yes, a giant hand descended from the heavens and took away a bone," the Golden Person nodded.
"Where did that bone come from?" Xu Zimo asked again.
The Golden Person hesitated.
Seeing Overlord Shadow in Xu Zimo's hand about to swing again.
He hurriedly replied, "It was the foundation of the Golden Tree.
The foundation of the Golden Tree is a severed arm.
That bone was extracted from within the arm."
This surprised Xu Zimo somewhat.
Such an enormous Golden Tree had actually been nourished by a single arm.
"Where is the arm?" Xu Zimo asked again.
Though the Golden Person did not answer, his gaze still fell beneath the Golden Tree.
"Don't dig it up. The Golden Tree will wither to death."
"I'm only taking a look," Xu Zimo said.
"How could one arm possess the power of rebirth?"
Ignoring the Golden Person's objections, Xu Zimo began digging beneath the tree.
Overlord Shadow was incomparably tough; even digging through the earth with it was like cutting through everything in its path.
Very soon, he had dug a thousand meters down.
At the Golden Tree's roots lay an arm that had rotted away by more than half.
This arm was exceedingly unusual.
Complete Great Dao patterns covered it.
Moreover, the sounds of the Great Dao resounded