The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 478 Rejuvenation
He averted his gaze with remarkable ease, his steps unwavering as if nothing had happened, continuing to follow Jiao Yuan steadily until they disappeared around the bend in the path...

"What are you looking at?" Zhu Xiu came out of the door at that moment and draped a piece of animal skin over her shoulders. "Be careful not to catch a cold."

Bai Wanwan stood still, her fingertips unconsciously curling up slightly.

She turned to look at her beast mate, "I saw a male, the same one you've seen before."

Zhu Xiu glanced in the direction she had just been looking before turning his gaze away and asking, "Who?"

"Jinying, the red-rank male when we became mates in the Tiger Clan."

"It's him?" Zhu Xiu frowned. "He's familiar with your scent. Try to avoid running into him during this time."

Jiaoyuan and Jinying quickly disappeared into the forbidden area of ​​the Tree of Life, which was sealed off by black reefs and ancient vines.

The male guards at the entrance immediately bowed respectfully and made way for the clan leader and Ember Shadow, their faces filled with hope and awe.

They all hoped that Lord Jinying could once again extend the life of the Tree of Life.

When Jin Ying followed Jiao Yuan into the core of the forbidden area, he saw the gnarled and withered tree roots. Even with a heart as cold as ice, he was worried about the future of the Jiaolong tribe.

The tree trunks, which once glowed with a faint green light in the night, now shone so dimly they were almost extinguished, like flickering candles in the wind.

The bark was a lifeless grayish-brown, covered with deep cracks, like the withered arm of an old man.

The already sparse branches and leaves are now withered and curled in large swaths, as if scorched by invisible flames, hanging lifelessly, ready to fall at any moment.

The once vibrant life force that permeated the air has become so faint as to be almost imperceptible, replaced by a heavy, decaying atmosphere of stagnation.

The entire giant tree, like a dying giant, was emitting a silent, desperate lament.

"How could it... have deteriorated so quickly?"

Jiao Yuan's voice trembled slightly. He stepped forward, his rough, large hands trembling as he stroked the cold, cracked bark, feeling the almost depleted pulse within it. His heart ached.

The brief burst of green light a few days ago seemed to have exhausted the last bit of life force of the Tree of Life, accelerating its withering process.

Jin Ying silently walked around the Tree of Life, his gaze carefully sweeping over every inch of the trunk and withered branches.

He extended his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles, a wisp of innate power swirling around the fingertips, and gently touched the tree trunk.

That wisp of energy was like a drop of water falling into scorching sand; it was instantly swallowed up by the immense desolation and deathly silence deep within the tree trunk, without causing any ripples.

"The situation is...worse than expected."

Jin Ying withdrew his hand, his clear voice standing out sharply in the deathly silence of the forbidden area, "At the current rate of depletion... even if we join forces and use our innate power to sustain ourselves, we can only last for a maximum of six months."

If no pure and powerful new bloodline energy is injected within six months, the Tree of Life will wither completely and turn into rotten wood.

That would be a catastrophe for the entire Jiaolong tribe.

Jiao Yuan closed his eyes. Last time, the three Crimson Rank Elders exhausted their strength and barely managed to maintain it for five years. And when Jin Ying made his move last time, he only managed to hold out for less than three years with the help of the formation.

Now, there are only six months left?

Despair, like a cold tide, instantly engulfed Jiaoyuan.

He knew better than anyone what it meant for the Tree of Life to wither completely!
The dragon race possesses immense talent and noble blood, yet they also bear heavy shackles. Their reproductive capacity is far lower than that of other beastman races, making offspring scarce and the birth of each egg incredibly precious.

Even more deadly is their lifespan!

Ordinary dragon-human beastmen have a lifespan of only about one hundred years, and those who have children often have difficulty conceiving, sometimes even having two children.

Only by relying on the "fruit of life" borne by the Tree of Life can the orcs of the tribe live for another hundred years, maintaining the survival of the tribe's top combat force and the continuation of their bloodline!

Once the Tree of Life withers completely, it not only means the end of the hope of prolonging life, but also the collapse of the very foundation upon which the entire Jiaolong tribe depends for survival.

Top-tier combat power will gradually wither away over time, and new bloodlines will become increasingly weak due to the lack of nourishment from the Tree of Life's energy, making reproduction even more difficult...

This is an irreversible vicious cycle!
Within a few hundred years, the once mighty Jiaolong tribe, which once dominated the continent, will inevitably decline, wither, and eventually become extinct, becoming a speck of dust in the long river of time.

This heavy responsibility weighed on Jiao Yuan's heart like an invisible boulder, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"Well, let's restore the Tree of Life first. As for the rest... I'll think of something else."

Jin Ying remained silent for a moment, his pupils reflecting the withered Tree of Life.

Finally, he slowly spoke, "Uncle Yuan, I will do my best."

Jiaoyuan patted Jinying's shoulder heavily, the force carrying gratitude and a heavy entrustment: "Thank you, Jinying."

Soon, the clan shaman was urgently summoned.

The old man, with his white hair and beard and face etched with the lines of time, saw the pitiful state of the Tree of Life and his cloudy eyes were filled with sorrow.

With trembling hands, he took out ancient bone fragments and minerals engraved with mysterious runes and set up a complex and profound array under the Tree of Life.

Jiaoyuan, Jinying, and another white-haired, deep-set red-rank expert each occupied one of the three core nodes of the formation.

"Let's begin." The clan shaman's aged voice carried an unquestionable solemnity.

Jiao Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes resolute.

He roared, and the immense Crimson-Rank talent power within his body surged forth without reservation, transforming into a deep cyan energy torrent that poured into the array runes beneath his feet!
The red-rank elder also exerted his power at the same time, with a heavy energy following closely behind.

Jin Ying stood at his own point, his eyes slightly closed. When he opened them again, all that remained was pure, icy coldness.

He didn't make a big show of it like Jiao Yuan and the others; he simply stretched out his slender finger and pointed it in the air.

A seemingly slender yet extremely refined icy blue energy thread, as if possessing a life of its own, precisely pierced into the core node of the formation.

This energy was icy cold and carried an aura of annihilation, yet he transformed it into the pure "power" needed for the array to operate with exquisite control.

hum!
The ancient formation was forcibly activated by the power of the three Crimson Rank experts, emitting a dazzling light.

Countless runes lit up and moved about as if they had come to life.

At the center of the formation, a vast yet gentle energy was drawn in and transformed, struggling to flow towards the withered trunk of the Tree of Life.

Under the forceful infusion of enormous energy, a faint hint of green reappeared on the lifeless gray-brown bark of the Tree of Life at a speed visible to the naked eye!

(End of this chapter)