A treasure?
Chen Dong’s expression sharpened as realization hit him.
He had seen that treasure!
It was the only thing in the village that surpassed the five-member group!
“The Guardian Tree?” Chen Dong murmured.
“Naturally!”
Little Kid extended his right hand, previously clasped behind his back, forward.
In an instant,
A faint golden glow bloomed from his palm, growing brighter, like a rising sun illuminating the chaos.
“This is…”
Almost simultaneously, the Master of Jianmu’s shocked voice rang out.
“It’s that tree, that tree!”
“Damn it, wasn’t that tree supposed to have been incinerated along with the Twelve Ancestral Demons?”
“The Dao! Why must it toy with us like this? The chaos war left some of the Twelve Ancestral Demons alive, fine, but why does that tree, which should’ve been destroyed, still exist?”
“Heh… isn’t the Dao’s stance clear by now? Why cling to false hopes?”
“No wonder, no wonder… Despite years of probing, knowing something was off in the Southern Border Immortal Forest, we could never pinpoint why. Now it makes sense.”
…
In the boundless chaos, the roars and cries of the Primordial Spirit Seeds echoed.
At this moment, as the golden glow shone like a sun in the chaos, it became the center of the void.
Even the celestial phenomena conjured by the Primordial Spirit Seeds paled in comparison, some even pausing as the golden light erupted.
The Ancestral Demon said excitedly, “No wonder you survived back then—it was because of it.”
“What exactly is the Guardian Tree?”
Chen Dong’s heart stirred with curiosity as he gazed at the Guardian Tree gradually revealed in the radiant light.
In the Forgotten Village, he had personally felt the terrifying power of the Guardian Tree.
Now, its appearance provoked shocked roars from all the Primordial Spirit Seeds, even unsettling the domineering Master of Jianmu.
“You’re all so shocked—have you forgotten its true name?”
Little Kid kept his hand raised, his voice now ethereal and majestic, “The Undying Fusang Tree, the resting place of the sun. Compared to your Jianmu, don’t you… understand?”
This was directed at the Master of Jianmu.
Almost simultaneously,
Even the manifestations of Human Ancestors Yellow Emperor, Chiyou, Laozi, and Emperor Fuxi stirred.
As ancient human sages, they were no strangers to the Fusang Tree, the sun’s abode.
“The Undying Fusang Tree, the resting place of the sun?” Chen Dong’s eyes flickered, vaguely recalling myths and legends from the mortal world.
The Golden Crow perches on the Fusang, and Yi shot down nine suns.
The only difference was that those were mortal myths, while this… belonged to the Upper Heaven Realm!
“Of course we know! That’s why we exhausted every law’s power to utterly destroy the Undying Fusang Tree back then.”
Jianmu trembled violently, the Master of Jianmu’s voice unusually agitated, “But who could’ve guessed this tree was truly undying? Despite annihilating it with all our laws, it survived, even sheltering you four scourges, letting you cling to life until now.”
The furious voice reverberated through the chaos, drowning out the other Primordial Spirit Seeds.
Then, the Master of Radiant Glow’s angry voice followed, “We should’ve realized sooner. The strangeness in the Southern Border Immortal Forest was mostly tied to you!”
“Kid!”
Old Thing looked directly at Chen Dong, “This battle, we fight together. You take on the Primordial Spirit Seeds’ manifestations; we five will handle the rest.”
“Seniors!”
Chen Dong gazed gratefully at Old Thing, his eyes sweeping over the five.
Largely, his survival after entering the Upper Heaven Realm from the mortal world was due to stumbling upon Da Mang and entering the Forgotten Village.
Under the five’s guidance and support, he underwent immense transformation, gaining the confidence and strength to traverse the Upper Heaven Realm with Tian Lang.
Otherwise… in his and Tian Lang’s initial state upon entering the Upper Heaven Realm, even if they safely exited the Human Ancestors’ Graveyard, they’d never have made it out of the Southern Border Immortal Forest.
He never imagined the five had such a profound, terrifying origin—four of the Twelve Ancestral Demons!
After surviving the chaos war, they relied on the Undying Fusang Tree to endure in the Southern Border Immortal Forest until now.
And now, they had left the forest to stand by his side.
“For the rise of the Dao!”
The five shouted in unison.
“Strike!”
Boom!
As the Master of Jianmu roared in fury, the already trembling Jianmu surged across the chaos,
Like a mountain range thrusting forward, crashing toward the radiant Undying Fusang Tree.
“Hahaha…”
The five laughed heartily, stepping forward.
Little Kid’s outstretched right hand jerked upward.
Buzz…
Light flared brilliantly, and a towering tree with a vast canopy emerged from the golden glow, each leaf shimmering with radiant runes.
Facing Jianmu’s collision, the Undying Fusang Tree shuddered, its branches and leaves rapidly extending like a massive hand, grasping toward Jianmu’s midsection.
“It’s not enough. Even if the Undying Fusang Tree survived, after that war, I refuse to believe it’s still at full strength!”
Facing the Fusang Tree’s ensnaring branches, the Master of Jianmu didn’t dodge. Instead, green light enveloped Jianmu, revealing countless runic patterns.
Boom!
The two divine trees collided dozens of miles apart, gold and green light clashing like exploding stars, unleashing a terrifying wave of law energy at the impact’s core, sweeping through the chaos.
Some Primordial Spirit Seeds along the path were flung away, their celestial phenomena vanishing abruptly.
“Attack!”
Sickly let out a cry, darting forward first, his body erupting with vast demonic qi, a faint ten-thousand-mile demonic figure looming behind him.
Old Thing, Little Kid, Cripple, and Da Mang followed suit. Except for Da Mang, the others summoned ten-thousand-mile demonic figures, their demonic qi surging wildly.
Taking advantage of the Fusang Tree and Jianmu’s clash, which scattered some Primordial Spirit Seeds, they charged at the remaining Seeds.
“Now, it’s our turn!”
Chen Dong shifted his gaze to the Masters of Radiant Glow, Eternal Green Lotus, and the Giant Hand, behind whom stood the Primordial Spirit Seed manifestations.
As the Master of Jianmu battled the Fusang Tree, the Seed manifestations not only didn’t weaken but grew more radiant and ferocious.
As Chen Dong looked,
The Seed manifestations transformed into streams of law energy, stretching toward him.
These streams, woven into vibrant, multicolored light, intertwined gracefully, rising and falling, serene yet carrying a terrifying force that could seal and suppress everything…