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Yang Jin had once introduced to Yan Wenmo the importance and uniqueness of the Tongtian Tree, so when the Tongtian Tree collapsed, Yan Wenmo almost immediately locked onto Yang Jin and rushed over.

At this moment, her face was horrified, but she was not too frightened or scared. She looked at Yang Jin eagerly and urgently, like a drowning person grabbing his only straw and asked:

“Brother Shi, Brother Shi, you must have a way, right?! You must have a way to save this Tongtian Tree, right?! Isn’t it the only passage connecting heaven and the human world?! If it disappears, the gods can’t fly back to heaven, right?! Brother Shi, save it, save the Tongtian Tree, and save those mortals, okay?!”

But Yang Jin just looked at her with pity, and then said in a gentle but cruel voice:

"Thirteen, I've said before that the Tongtian Tree is a companion creature, and it's extremely rare. Even I may not be able to save it. After all, I'm just a source creature, and I don't have the ability to control the resurrection of the dead like my mother."

Yan Wenmo looked at Yang Jin in disbelief, his expression full of pity and helplessness. He didn't understand how he could be like this? ! Although he was not an original creature, saving a mere towering tree was easy, so why didn't he save it? !

If he doesn't save her, I will save her myself. Thinking of this, Yan Wenmo rushed to the bottom of the Tongtian Tree without hesitation. At the same time, this place was also filled with immortals who had not yet returned.

Some of them were in panic, some collapsed, and some screamed out loud, like madmen who had lost their minds.

Yan Wenmo ignored them. She just walked to the side of the Tongtian Tree and stretched out her hand. An endless stream of wood-type spiritual power overflowed from her hands and flowed uncontrollably towards the Tongtian Tree.

But even though the vast spiritual power poured into the trunk of the Tongtian Tree, the Tongtian Tree still did not change at all. It was like a dead tree with its roots dug out. Not to mention reviving, it couldn't even produce a single bud? !

How could this happen? ! How could this happen? ! Inexplicably, Yan Wenmo began to panic. She once again increased the intensity of sending spiritual power to the Tongtian Tree, and even some wood-type immortals came over to help.

But without exception, there was no reaction, no reaction at all. It still stood on the ground, but without any trace of its former self. Even though Yan Wenmo and the others tried their best, the result was still irreversible.

What should we do? ! What should we do? ! Should we let these gods stay in the human world? ? No, that is not possible. These gods have been in heaven for many years and are used to being high above. If they stay in the human world for a long time, I am afraid they will bring disaster to mortals.

The divine beasts dare to bully mortals by relying on their strength. Although there are some gods among these gods who have great righteousness and want to save the people, over time, these gods will inevitably become resentful and then attack humans.

Just think that she is overthinking, just think that she is accustomed to treating others as bad people, just think that she is trying to sow discord between man and God.

But, these things will still happen, right? Those gods who have practiced hard for many years and finally become gods, will they be willing to be in the human world and become gods who lose their spiritual power because of a momentary oversight? !

No, everyone hopes that his life will go upwards, not downwards. Once it goes downwards, he may be able to hold on at first, but after a long time, he will start to degenerate and even become resentful, and even worse, he may start to attack others.

But the endless supply of spiritual power seemed to fall on deaf ears, and Yan Wenmo's heart sank to the bottom. Seeing her like this, Yang Jin hooked his finger and summoned her to his side. He frowned and looked at the gods who were still supplying spiritual power to the Tongtian Tree regardless, and his expression became more solemn.

Yan Wenmo looked at Yang Jin in confusion, not understanding what he meant, but Yang Jin explained himself:

"It's useless. Don't waste your energy. I've said before that this Tongtian Tree is like a spiritual energy when the world was first formed. Once the spiritual energy disappears, the tree will die. And once the tree dies, it cannot be resurrected."

Yan Wenmo looked at him, looked at his compassionate eyes, and was silent for a long time before he asked:

"Why?!"

Seeing her asking, Yang Jin looked at her lovingly and explained:

"The spiritual essence at the beginning of the formation of heaven and earth is different from the spiritual power now. They are two different forces, just like the gods of ancient times are different from the gods of today. These differences make it impossible for the Tongtian Tree to revive, let alone be resurrected."

Hearing what he said, Yan Wenmo seemed to understand what he meant. The spiritual power at the beginning of the formation of heaven and earth was spiritual essence, which was stronger than spiritual power. That was why it gave birth to the Tongtian Tree, a rare treasure of heaven and earth.

But now, with the passage of time, the spiritual essence has turned into spiritual power, and its quality has also changed. Although spiritual power can make people powerful, it is far from the level of spiritual essence. Therefore, the spiritual power at this time can't save the Tongtian Tree that needs spiritual essence.

Just like they are both water, whales in sea water and small fish in fresh water are both fish, but their size, strength and even attack power are very different. Therefore, the improved spiritual power can never compare to the spiritual essence. Therefore, even if Yan Wenmo drains his body dry, it is impossible to revive the Tongtian Tree.

Yan Wenmo, who had figured it out, looked at the increasing number of gods surrounding the Tongtian Tree in despair, wondering what kind of disasters the world would encounter with these gods in the world? ?

Seeing her solemn expression, Yang Jin couldn't help but solemnly admonish her:

"Remember, only the immortals who have sworn with their own spiritual power that they will never harm humans can be trusted. Ordinary immortals, no matter how good their character is or how weak their strength is, should not be easily trusted. Otherwise, the humans you protect will suffer a devastating disaster."

He spoke so seriously that Yan Wenmo also looked serious and nodded earnestly. Although she didn't understand why Yang Jin warned her with this sentence, she believed that Yang Jin must have his reasons for saying so.

Perhaps, Yang Jin was actually telling her that in the future these gods who remained in the human world would attack mortals.

Or maybe not maybe, but definitely. After all, when a person is extremely desperate, he will grab on to something that can be called hope. In this case, the catastrophe that Yang Jin told him about before should be caused by these gods who are stranded in the human world.

That's right. Back then in the Bloodthirsty Hall, she had seen mortals going to their deaths because of a few words from God. Now that they were stranded in the mortal world, it seemed natural for them to hurt mortals.

But what have mortals done wrong? ! Do weak people deserve to be bullied, humiliated, exploited, abandoned, and used? !

No, the weak are never guilty. The guilty ones are those who rely on their strength and bully others. They are the culprits of human tragedies.

Thinking of this, Yan Wenmo looked at the gods and subconsciously clenched her fists. Yang Jin reached out and patted her shoulder, comforting her:

"Save as many as you can while they still haven't reacted. Otherwise, when the time comes, you won't be able to save anyone. You won't have much time left, Thirteen."

Hearing this, Yan Wenmo took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice:

"Can't we kill them now?!"

Yang Jin shook his head, and then explained:

"No, they haven't become demons yet. Killing them for no reason will make you fall into the demonic path, so..."

Before Yang Jin could finish, Yan Wenmo interrupted him rudely and said:

"Are we forced to fight back instead of striking first?!"