"Xiaocang!"
Yang Fan murmured.
A cluster of extremely verdant green mist, shaped like a branch, appeared out of thin air in the green world.
This was a branch of the World Tree sapling.
This thing also had a name—the World Branch.
Not all branches of the World Tree can be called "World Branch"; only those branches that have condensed certain laws can bear this name.
Currently, Xiaocang has grown over a hundred branches, but there are only three World Branches.
"Rustle! Rustle!"
The World Branch gently swayed, with countless green threads invisible to the naked eye emerging from it, inserting into the mutant beast mysterious land aura left by the Independent Army's corpse, beginning to extract the mysterious land imprints within.
Yang Fan watched intently.
Being a descendant of a demigod, Xiaocang naturally possesses such magical means.
In comparison, although he is a Knight Powerhouse, he doesn't know how to extract imprints.
