In the Penglai Sea, a tug-of-war was attracting the attention of Ten Thousand Immortals.
The segment of the Spirit Treasure Miao Tree possessed extraordinary might, capable of moving mountains and filling seas with ease, yet it was rendered helpless with a swallowing fairy thief residing within its Immortal Veins. Such a thief had a No-leak Body that acted like a bottomless pit, devouring Immortal Spiritual Qi. Furthermore, its roots were bound by golden ropes, while a horde of Golden Armored Divine Generals exerted their strength below, grunting vigorously.
As one rose and the other fell, these roots could not be detached.
Until, at a certain moment, a thunderbolt resounded from above, and a dazzling golden light, akin to the blazing Red Sun, flashed by and vanished in an instant.
On that chilling Immortal Island, a rough voice reverberated, "Success, success, thanks to the Great Venerable for your help. One day, this poor Daoist will seek you out for a drink."