Four-dimensional Earth, Xiao Yaomu collapsed in the glacier, emitting smoke all over, charred.
His three thousand six hundred layers of divine body were all injured, just with varying degrees of damage.
The Sacred Fire energy is still too fierce.
If he hadn't abandoned part of his divine body at the last moment, isolating the Sacred Fire, he might have truly been burned to death.
However, as the owner of the Sacred Fire module, Tyrell clearly has a way to cope.
The Sacred Fire would only burn one layer of his divine body as a percentage each time, only burning the second layer after the first is completely gone.
Still, without Xiao Yaomu, Tyrell alone clearly can't deal with the Demon Tree.
"Hold on! Tyrell! The carrier fleet has arrived," Xiao Yaomu shouted.
Tyrell's eyes were tense: "It's no good, I can't kill him! The whole city is his nourishment!"
"What good is the carrier fleet? If he can eliminate it once, he can do it twice!"
