Xu Yi stared at the mechanical arm, feeling the vast expanse of ancient years from it.
His pupils suddenly constricted as the part of the Angry Tree grasped by the metallic arm withered at a visible speed, like a sugarcane strip drained of its juice.
This withering spread to other parts of the Angry Tree like a plague.
The life force of the Angry Tree was being devoured continuously, and it let out a fox-like wail, its body trembling in agony while its numerous branches violently beat against the Metal Coffin.
The Metal Coffin, seemingly rusty and old, was extraordinarily robust, showing no signs of cracking.
The space below the corridor was empty except for the bodies of the members of the Ring of Destruction scattered on the ground. The Angry Tree grabbed the corpses from the ground, tearing some into pieces, while tossing others into the air.