Ling Wuce hurried towards Sea Stone City with one person and a spirit in tow, looking over the vast sea, unable to find its former semblance, his face full of disbelief.
The destruction was so complete, this wasn't just the destruction of a city; the very terrain had changed!
The Wood Spirit bleated as it searched for its main body. Although the massive tree still stood, its state was miserable.
The immense trunk was riddled with countless cracks, with some places even having huge gaps caused by residual waves, leaning precariously, its once luxuriant canopy now a scene of decay.
The Wood Spirit sorrowfully cried out, then transformed into a light that merged into the tree, and only then did the giant tree slowly straighten, as green light began to fill all the gaps in the trunk.
Qing Wan spoke with a dejected face, "Lord Wood Spirit says it might need some time to recover."
Ling Wuce nodded solemnly; to preserve the main body in such a dreadful battle was already fortunate.
