Faux pas

The entire attack lasted less than ten seconds. The Tree of Heaven had been planning this assault for weeks, and prepared thoroughly for it. The mass of wood that Anita pulled out from the ground weighed hundreds of tonnes, and was more than strong enough to destroy entire nations.

In fact, it had actually destroyed countless nations over the course of its many years with much fewer preparations. It couldn't be helped, since the Midnight Inn had countless members who were at the Nascent realm, or at least pretended to be.

But it did not believe they were as strong as they were portraying. Even among Nascent soul cultivators, there were levels, and the Tree had never found an equal in its entire age. It was unparalleled. It was the master of heaven and earth. It was the savior and executioner of races. For his arrogance, the Innkeeper would pay.