"Confirm it, you can look at the hilt of my dagger, it's made of the same material." The old man once again handed his dagger to Xue Dili.
Xue Dili cut open the non-slip cover of the dagger's hilt, and at the very depths of the hilt, indeed, there was a polished, smooth withered branch of the Divine Tree used as the hilt.
Xue Dili fell silent for a moment.
He stared blankly at the old man. At this moment, he realized that the original purpose of the Divine Tree was to aid in interstellar exploration, to improve the environments of barbaric planets, acting as a shield for all life. But now, they had completely transformed into bizarre, twisted products that could only bear fruit after absorbing billions of lives.
Moreover...
"You said, this thing is from the Venerable King's hair..." Xue Dili looked at the branch in his hand.
