Upon hearing the words of the Treasure Tower Spirit, the protagonist inwardly groaned.
It wasn't that he didn't want to exert more effort, but he had overdrawn himself seriously before, not a drop left to squeeze out.
The Treasure Tower Spirit was unaware, perplexed by the protagonist's hesitance, looked at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
The protagonist shook his head, then gritted his teeth to exert force again, and the Buddha's Light grew intensely.
The blinding golden light shined on the black tree roots, instantly crackling sounds filled the air, and the upright black long stick melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Good, just like that!"
The Treasure Tower Spirit was overjoyed and urged, "Push harder, soon that thing will be burnt away completely!"
The protagonist's face turned pale, yet he still persisted, relying on sheer tenacity to fight against the black tree roots.
