"Huh? Tree of Fortune?" The elder of Tian Yuan noticed this scene and couldn't help but be slightly surprised, "There's still a Tree of Fortune in this world, could it be that the Sky-stealing Sect has returned to the world?"
At this moment, King Baofu, who had transformed into his true form, began to take the opportunity to vigorously slap the branches, with streams of the intangible and immaterial Fortune Power cascading onto Wang Baosheng from afar.
He slapped desperately, slapped desperately, slapped desperately...
Just after about ten breaths, he transformed back into a human shape, and then collapsed onto the ground in a large, spread-eagle position.
His originally jade-like chubby face was now completely pale, as if his body had been emptied in a very short time.
"Brother Bao Sheng, your Brother Bao Fu has done his best." King Baofu lay on his back looking at the sky, moaning weakly, "I hope you'll turn peril into safety and get through this tribulation~"
