The Golden Dharma Image swung the Dragon Spear, uprooting the Divine Tree along with its roots.
The crisscrossing and horrifying roots were thus exposed under the starlit sky, each root bearing a head that was screaming in agony.
The screams of hundreds of heads echoed through the valley, all of them flesh sacrificed by the Withered!
At the same time, they were also the reason why the Withered were immortal. They had become part of the Divine Tree, and as long as these heads at the base of the tree existed, they would not die.
At that moment, as the Dragon Spear crashed down, clusters of heads burst apart, and those Withered in the ruins also perished amidst wails.
Some Withered struggled, some fled, some begged for mercy, and some felt relief.
In the end, they all turned into nothingness.
The Divine Tree suffered horrific damage as the Dragon Spear stabbed into the tree hollow, forcefully gouging out an eyeball. It exploded directly into a pool of blood mud.
