"I didn't realize that World Heart Wood had been corrupted."
Xiao Yan crouched down and picked up the black, withered wood that had broken in two.
The wood, which should originally have radiated sacred white light, had now turned completely into a lump of pitch-black charcoal.
There was not even a trace of spiritual energy left inside it.
"It's not your fault," Su Changqing said.
"The Heavenly Evil God was sealed by the Undying Emperor for tens of thousands of years. His demonic energy had long since seeped into this piece of World Heart Wood."
"Ancestor Futu was a pawn under his control."
"Under the pretext of setting up the World-Protecting Great Formation, he drained half the spiritual energy from the Great Thousand World."
Su Changqing looked at the World Heart Wood in Xiao Yan's hand.
"The Heavenly Evil God returned to his peak long ago."
At those words.
Everyone around them fell silent.
Xiao Lin, Lin Jing, and Xiao Xiao stood behind them, their hands and feet growing cold.
The Great Thousand World had spent three years preparing.
All their resources, all their formations-they had only been sewing a wedding gown for the enemy.
Now, the great array was gone.
And the Great Thousand World had lost half its spiritual energy.
How were they supposed to fight this war?
"That old monster is utterly treacherous." Lin Dong gritted his teeth and planted the Thunder Emperor Scepter against the ground.
"He said five years just to make us lower our guard and concentrate our spiritual energy on building the formation."
"Now that he's eaten his fill, he certainly won't wait another two years."
Lin Dong turned to Xiao Yan and Su Changqing.
"The Great Thousand World's armies are still guarding the north."
"We have to get over there immediately."
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