Now that Alex had gotten his hands on the Ancestral Bodhi Tree, he wished dearly that he could immediately place William under the tree and suppress the Soul Planting’s progress by relying on the holy energy of the Ancestral Bodhi Tree.

Unfortunately, the Ancestral Bodhi Tree had been poisoned.

Not only were its leaves withering from the declining life force, but its roots were blemished with toxicity.

It was some sort of demonic poison.

Under current circumstances, placing William under the tree brought no benefit, but it would, in fact, harm him instead.

Hence, he needed to cleanse the Ancestral Bodhi Tree first.

“Thankfully, you have the Heavenly Self-Renewing Soil and the Chaos Tree with you!” Ancestor Bodhi smiled joyfully. “With the assistance of these two sacred objects, there shouldn’t be any problem with the recovery of my real body.”

It was far more than recovery. It was evolution.

Ancestor Bodhi wore the appearance of a three-year-old and cackled like a hen.

In that