If Yun Taian had not been too battered to even crawl, he would have charged Wei Qingyun and fought him to the death. This was bullying beyond all reason!
Fortunately, the Luck Tree had vented some of Yun Taian's anger for him.
Its branches looked soft and weak, but every time they lashed Wei Qingyun, specks of green light drifted out of his body.
They were all fragments of the Luck Tree's source power that he had stolen before.
That source power had originally been part of the Luck Tree's life. It had merely been forcibly extracted by an evil formation and compelled into Wei Qingyun's service.
Now, as that source power was drawn from Wei Qingyun's body, it seemed pulled by an invisible force, returning to the Luck Tree one after another like fledgling swallows returning to their nest.
In mere moments, Wei Qingyun's complexion darkened.
He looked like a gambler who had crawled out of a casino after losing for days and nights on end, utterly shrouded in the sickly aura of misfortune.
Not good. This was the backlash of the Heavenly Dao after the source power had been exhausted!
Wei Qingyun's heart jolted. A shiver ran through his entire body, and a dreadful premonition rose within him.
This was far from the first time the Wei Clan had used the "Heaven-Seizing Formation" to extract the Luck Tree's source power. Naturally, they understood the aftereffects of using it very well.
The Luck Tree's source power had been seized by force. While using it, one received the source power's protection, and naturally enjoyed the blessings of fortune and towering good luck. Yet this power was, after all, a rootless tree and water without a source. Once exhausted, its protection naturally vanished, and the Heavenly Dao's backlash followed.
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