There are countless sects and tens of millions of cultivators in Lingqi Continent, but no one is willing to practice hard for many years only to become food for alien races.
There was no fairness in this war from the very beginning. All that mattered was the use of any means necessary.
"How do I find the Wanxiang Senluo Sacred Tree? Can it repair the cracks in the plane?"
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Zhao suddenly asked.
Chi Yuan looked at Jiang Zhao in surprise and said, "It should be possible."
At the same time, the system also answered Jiang Zhao's question, saying: "Theoretically, it is possible, but you need to find the Wanxiang Senluo Sacred Tree in this world."
"The Wanxiang Senluo Divine Tree can repair the world's flaws, but the dimensional cracks that have appeared on Lingqi Continent also indirectly indicate that this world is gradually collapsing, and the Wanxiang Senluo Divine Tree is also withering."
The system spoke slowly in a stiff tone.
Jiang Zhao hesitated for a moment and said, "Then... can I plant my Wanxiang Senluo Divine Tree in this plane of existence?"
The system chuckled, as if mocking Jiang Zhao's ignorance, and said, "No, there can only be one Wanxiang Senluo Divine Tree in a plane. Your Wanxiang Senluo Divine Tree has already generated a new plane, and the Wanxiang Senluo Divine Tree in Lingqi Continent is just having some problems."
"What's the problem?"
Jiang Zhao asked casually.
The system lazily said: "I don't know, please find out the reason yourself;"
"Also, the Wanxiang Senluo Sacred Trees can be connected to each other. The host can figure out a way on his own."
After saying this, the system escaped again.
After hearing what the system said, Jiang Zhao subconsciously pinched the ring on his left index finger and gently turned it.
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