Chapter 509B – A Great Play

The demonized cultivators’ eyes were blood red and their minds were flooded with slaughter intent, completely wiping out their rationality and leaving behind only a desire for destruction. Suddenly, they came to a stop.

They turned around and their blood red eyes locked onto the group. Deep, guttural roars came from the depths of their throats.

Layers of black scales appeared on the surface of their bodies. In the blink of an eye, these people had fully completed their demonization.

Bang –

Bang –

The ground ruptured and the demonized cultivators came rushing forward!

At the same time, the monster tree puppet soldiers and generals stopped hindering those people. With loud rumbles, they started racing towards the group!

The situation had instantly undergone a dramatic change!

Everyone had been waiting for those demonized cultivators to open the way for them. But now, before they could even curse at their bad luck, they were submerged by a terrifying barrage of attacks.

No one dared to hold back any further. From the moment the slaughter began, it entered into the superheated phase. Magic power fluctuations raged out like tsunamis, tearing apart the earth and shaking the heavens.

…

Qin Yu let out a long breath. The opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived. His foot took a step back and a boundless strength raced down from his spine, whistling into his feet. In another hundredth of a breath of time, he would shoot into the skies.

But in this brief moment, Qin Yu’s complexion changed. He fell back down at an even faster speed, changing the direction in which he sent his strength. A wild strength blasted deep into the earth.

The ground blew apart. Countless tree roots emerged from the ground. They were a strange and macabre blood red. As the roots fell into the raging tide of strength, they only paused for a brief moment before whipping up towards Qin Yu once more.

But this period of time was more than enough for Qin Yu to evade. Still, his complexion had gone pale because he knew he had lost his chance to escape.

As he expected, the earth began to blow up again and again. Crimson tree roots shot up into the skies, crashing into his path like giant waves and constantly forcing him towards the location of the ancient tree monster.

His thoughts raced. He discovered that he couldn’t fully tear apart the raging sea of roots. Darkly sighing in his heart, he stormed backwards.

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Wearing a white dress, she was as pure as a lotus.

Blue Cloud stood at the summit of the ancient tree, watching the great battle occurring in the distance. A faint smile appeared on her indifferent and apathetic face.

The day she had been waiting for had finally come.

Lord Sage, I have fulfilled our agreement. I hope you won’t disappoint me, otherwise I will not be happy.

Lifting a hand, a blue flower appeared. Blue Cloud placed it between her eyebrows and the blue flower fused into her flesh and blood. A faint halo of light flowed on the surface of her skin, full of life.

Beneath the ancient tree monster, the Sage smiled in gratitude. “You are the next Guardian of our tribe that I chose, so naturally I will help you with all my strength. But as for whether or not you can obtain this good fortune, that will depend on your own luck in the end.”

He turned around and took a step forward. Then, his body melted into the ancient tree monster.

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In the crown of the ancient tree monster, within the ‘embryo’ that was wrapped in layers of roots, what opened its eyes was actually an extremely handsome young man with not a single thread on his body. As if supported by an invisible strength, he floated in midair. Something similar to an umbilical cord, formed from countless roots, connected to a point above his spine, just below his neck.

He was the Monster Race Great Emperor. He had broken through the barrier of yin and yang and had used the vitality of the ancient tree monster to breed this mortal body.

Now, within this young man’s eyes, a trace of mockery flashed before he composed himself.

He had already been gone for far, far too long. So long that everyone had forgotten his dignity.

To return from death, that alone proved how strong he was. And how could someone as strong as him be injured by ants?

This tribal junior was too native. Once he returned he would carry out a cleansing.

His lips curled up. Although there was a light smile on his face, there was no warmth at all. His expression was one of ice-cold bloodthirst!

You are scheming against me and I am scheming against you; everyone here is black-hearted.

Hoho, what a great drama this is!

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Sun Zifu’s face was deathly pale and filled with fear. He clumsily dodged to the side, and it was unknown what he ran into but there was a buzzing in his head as his vision darkened. When he