A thread of blood was severed, and the clansmen of the Tree Clan would once again draw blood from their foreheads to restore the link, but the renewal of the severed line consumed multiple times their lifespan and life essence,
Among the clansmen, many had their flourishing black hair instantaneously gain several streaks of silver, and their faces appeared much older.
This was what the Mo Ya Monk referred to as "spending more capital."
"Brother Peng, clansmen, abandon enhancing others' incense fire level; channel the Mountain and River Map."
Zhou Xuan, already questioning the mirror, split off a portion of his mind to guide the Tree Clan in changing their combat technique.
He couldn't bear to watch the Tree Clan people have their lifespan wasted away by the Mo Ya monks just like that.
