Hongmeng Totems?
Sun Wukong was surprised by the crow's answer.
However, upon further thought, this answer was not unexpected.
If the Wanling Heavenly Dao could absorb those Hongmeng Totems, evolution would indeed be a matter of course.
But this was no simple task.
Sun Wukong looked up at the Wanling Tree, thought for a moment, then drew a circle in mid-air with his hand.
A bright line of fire materialized under his hand, turning into a fiercely burning fire totem.
The totem floated in mid-air, as if it could bake the surrounding air dry.
"Go."
Facing the heat wave of the totem, Sun Wukong said, "Give everything you have to the Heavenly Dao."
The totem hesitated for a moment, then charged toward the Wanling Tree.
Immediately, some sparkles of fire fell from the Wanling Tree, wrapping around the totem and drawing it into the trunk.
"What will happen?"
The immortals managing the Wanling Tree all stopped their work and looked over.
Sun Wukong suddenly frowned.
