Just then, Ye Feng discovered that there seemed to be another power of origin within him, one that felt very familiar. It was none other than Ryūmyaku's power.
Ye Feng's expression hardened, and his aura surged. All of Ryūmyaku's Origin Force was forced out of him, forming a grayish-brown Afterimage.
Ye Feng spoke with a hint of anger:
"What was your purpose in bringing me here?"
The Afterimage did not open its mouth, but an ethereal voice reached Ye Feng's ears:
"I am the earth's Origin Force here. That great tree has absorbed too much Origin Force, damaging the very foundation of the world and hastening its demise. You are the human with the greatest potential I have ever seen. I brought you here in the hope that you could grow stronger as quickly as possible and destroy that great tree!"
As it spoke, the Afterimage pointed at the distant God Tree.
This world and the God Tree were enemies to begin with, so it was only reasonable that Ryūmyaku wanted Ye Feng to destroy it.
"Sorry, but I refuse!"
The Afterimage seemed deeply agitated by Ye Feng's words. Even its illusory form trembled.
"Why? You live in this world too. Are you really going to stand by and watch it become a wasteland?"
Yet Ye Feng replied calmly:
"The God Tree has already absorbed enough Origin Force. Even if it were destroyed, that Origin Force would be difficult to restore. More importantly, powerful outsiders are eyeing this place. I need to build up a force of my own!"
The Afterimage said anxiously:
"You have your own method of cultivation. You could easily cultivate a group of subordinates here and strengthen your forces!"
But Ye Feng shook his head:
"You should have seen it too. My way of advancing is