Chapter 167: The Demon Tree

In the Pure Land, where the twilight danced and the Spiritual Lake gleamed like warm jade, the ongoing battle had shattered the tranquility, with a group of exceptional talents causing chaos in the Monkey King's lair.

A divine monkey roared as it leaped into the air, clutching a brilliant Chilin Dragon with its arms. It opened its enormous, bloodthirsty mouth, revealing a set of snow-white fangs, and bit down on the dragon’s tail.

"Get off!"

The Chilin Dragon roared, shaking its body violently. As a pure-blooded being, its physical strength was unmatched, and such shaking, combined with the support of runes, could easily cause mountains to collapse.

"Crack!"

The divine monkey’s fangs broke, and it screamed in pain, but it was extremely ferocious. Its golden claws, sharp and glittering with a cold light, covered in mysterious symbols, fell upon the Chilin Dragon’s tail.

The Chilin Dragon let out a muffled groan; its tail was bleeding profusely. This wasn’t because its body wasn’t strong enough, but because it had been struck by the Monkey King’s attack from two days ago, where a war spear was thrown and pinned it to the ground. Although it had used precious medicine to heal the broken tail, it was still bleeding heavily.

The divine monkey, grimacing, tore off a piece of flesh with its sharp claws and ate it. The divine blood splattered, rousing the ferocity of the surrounding golden monkeys, who lunged forward together.

To them, this flesh was more valuable than anything.

The Chilin Dragon roared in anger, its divine artifact glowing. It spared no effort, consuming its energy to slay those who offended its majesty.

Elsewhere, the others were also drenched in blood, fighting fiercely with many monkeys. The Sky-Splitting Demon Butterfly, Bi Fang, and the monkeys were all engaged in a chaotic melee.

At this point in the battle, everyone was fighting to the death.

Years ago, these golden monkeys were extremely vicious, and under the Monkey King’s leadership, they had killed more than one king and seized four small holy medicines. Now, a group of youths dared to pull out their teeth from the tiger’s mouth, which was intolerable.

Shi Yi walked forward with large strides, the dazzling twilight almost uprooting a silver peach tree. He was indeed very powerful, invincible in his path, and many monkeys lay dead beneath his feet.

In the ancient woods, Little Dot stood behind an old tree trunk, quietly observing everything. The battlefield was extremely intense, and all sides were fighting fiercely. He remained silent, watching the battle.

Suddenly, he felt a warning, with his eyelids twitching. At the same time, Little Wolf also howled as if it had detected something extremely dangerous.

White snowflakes fell one after another, crystal-clear and beautiful, dancing in the ancient forest.

"This is bad."

He sensed something wrong. At the same time, a sharp pain shot through his right arm, as if bitten by some insect. Seeds began to take root in his flesh and quickly grew.

Little Dot was both shocked and angry. He widened his eyes, staring at the mountainous area ahead. This couldn’t possibly be snowflakes; it was actually pure white fluff falling from the sky.

"Demon Tree."

In ancient times, a peerless demon tree had caused endless calamities, turning the wilderness into a river of blood. Whenever it made a move, no one could oppose it.

The divine seeds it scattered, also known as cursed demon bristles, could take root in the bodies of powerful beings, extracting their essence to continuously strengthen itself.

In its heyday, even the strongest sacrificial spirits worshipped by various races had to retreat, as it was truly a dark era.

Later, it even planted cursed demon bristles on a deity, draining its essence and spirit, leading to further transformation and becoming invincible.

Due to its murderous nature, the saints eventually joined forces to defeat it after a long and painful battle, paying a heavy price.

It was a terrifying era. When the Demon Tree appeared, the world fell silent. No one dared to provoke it, and even the deities worshipped by ancient kingdoms would retreat, for it was truly terrifying.

For a long time, this race did not appear again.

There was no doubt that the Demon Tree entering this small world was far from ordinary. Those who dared to walk with pure-blooded beings must possess such strength to be so confident.

At this moment, it chose to attack Little Dot, planting cursed demon bristles as soon as it arrived, silently. By the time the snowflakes were seen, it was too late for defense.

Little Dot’s entire arm was glowing. He wanted to force the divine seeds out.

The Demon Tree wasn’t very tall but had a sacred majesty, enveloped in brilliant holy light, resembling an ancient divine tree that struck fear into hearts.

Its branches and leaves were a dripping green, filled with the aura of the Dao. The tree had a snow-white spherical object emitting a crystal-clear glow, resembling a full moon, occasionally dropping some cursed demon bristles.

"Open!"

Little Dot shouted, ripples spreading from his body, forcing back the divine seeds falling from the sky.

However, his arm was in severe pain. Two bristles had already taken root, drawing his flesh and divine power. The bristles had even sprouted tender branches.

"Ow!" Little Wolf whimpered.

"Those who are tainted by the bristles cannot escape death," said the Demon Tree.

Its roots were large and strong, walking like human feet, covered with silver symbols. Although it was a tree, it had facial features on its main trunk and could speak.

With a hissing sound, the flying bristles, shimmering with cold light like a falling starry river, came flying.

"Such powerful flesh medicine," the Demon Tree launched a more ferocious attack, its facial features looking somewhat fierce as it spoke.

Little Dot frowned, using the bone script recorded in the Primitive Truth Resolution to refine the seeds on his arm while combating the overwhelming demon blades.

"Break!" he shouted. His arm glowed, and with a powerful shake, he expelled a large amount of blood and even a piece of flesh, forcibly squeezing out the two divine seeds.

"Retrieve!"

The Demon Tree commanded, wanting to reclaim those two seeds to obtain Little Dot’s blood and extract his life mark and mysterious power.

"Can’t retrieve them."

Little Dot shouted, biting down on a green tender shoot with his mouth. His small white teeth glowed as he crushed the bristles, which were as hard as iron, with just a few bites.

Then, he ate them directly.

The Demon Tree was stunned, having never encountered such an opponent before. It usually drained others' flesh but today faced someone so ferocious that they directly ate its seeds.

Another bristle didn’t escape this fate. Little Dot summoned the Sphinx Mirror, which fixed it in place. Like eating a carrot, he bit off this sprouting seed and ate it.

"Such powerful teeth," the Demon Tree was astonished. The cursed demon bristles were divine artifacts, harder than imagined. The fact that the opponent could bite and eat them was truly unexpected.

"Swipe!"

Little Dot left a residual shadow in place and lunged at the Demon Tree for a fierce battle.

Runes filled the sky, divine light obscured the sun. Little Dot was furious. The opponent actually tried to devour him and plant bristles on him. He struck fiercely, attacking the Demon Tree.

The Demon Tree was indeed very powerful, especially in its mastery of runes, with its entire form swaying with twilight light and mysterious symbols. Its divine art was brilliant, enveloping the area.

The divine seeds in the sky glowed and merged with various symbols, forming an ancient magical array that trapped Little Dot in the center for refining.

"Poof."

Little Dot, wielding a broken sword, cut forward, while the Demon Tree swayed and emitted a light orb, which turned out to be a forbidden ancient artifact. As soon as it appeared, it unleashed a torrent of demonic light and continuous ominous sounds.

"How terrifying. Could it be a divine weapon left by its ancestor who slaughtered gods? How could such a horrifying scene appear?"

The nine-headed lions on the divine carpet were all astonished.

In the blurred vision, a blood-soaked land appeared, where countless beings wailed in sorrow as a large tribe was slaughtered, and ancient nations fell. A towering demon tree dominated the vast mountains and rivers, even making gods retreat.

"Clang!"

Little Dot’s broken sword struck the light orb, revealing the Demon Tree’s divine artifact. It was a charred black staff, surrounded by an aura capable of suppressing the sun, moon, and stars.

"This is a remnant of the weapon from that demon tree from ancient times," Fire Spirit said in shock. Being from the Fire Nation, she was naturally aware of the dark era of the ancients.

It was clear that the small demon tree entering the ancient world had an extremely terrifying connection with that legendary demon lord from the past.

With a hum, the broken sword collided with the charred black staff. Divine light burned, speckled with stars and the roars of deities. The two transformed into a sea of stars, clashing violently and consuming each other.

This was the lingering battle of the ancient saints, as if the grandeur of that era had extended to today.

The Demon Tree glowed, its entire form transparent. Its leaves rustled, green mist surged, and its branches and twigs shone with runes, advancing forward to crush everything.

The tree itself was a divine artifact, invulnerable and especially formidable. Its roots, resembling dozens of arms, pierced through numerous giant rocks and enveloped Little Dot.

Naturally, the ferocious child was not willing to be outdone. Electrical sparks danced around him, and a silver divine moon like a blade slashed outward.

"This is bad. Being entangled by the Demon Tree means certain death. We must avoid close combat," Fire Raven warned.

The Demon Tree was cold and ruthless, its roots coiling around Little Dot. It then extended sharp blades, aiming to pierce his body and drain his essence.

"Not necessarily. It’s still uncertain who will eat whom," the Red Bird said confidently about the ferocious child, having seen him swallow Taiyi True Water whole.

The Stone Guardian nodded in agreement, recalling how the child had even consumed divine sand, grinding it into powder and swallowing it, yet remained lively.

Little Dot’s entire body radiated golden electrical light, blocking the roots. Despite some parts piercing through and causing him to bleed, he was undaunted, fiercely gnawing at the Demon Tree.

“Crunch crunch.”

The Demon Tree shook violently. Its trunk was bitten into a pit, and the ferocious child’s eyes sparkled as he gnawed eagerly, not stopping.

"Damn, is he really human? His teeth are sharper than those of ancient ferocious beasts. This is truly against the heavens," the Demon Tree cursed, trembling with pain.

It pierced through Little Dot’s body, consuming his blood essence. But the human boy did not back down. His divine art erupted, and his small teeth glowed brightly, biting into the trunk with extraordinary speed and consuming a large chunk of it.

Moreover, he used his hands and feet, displaying immense strength, to break the roots and branches.

If others were entangled by the Demon Tree, they would surely be terrified as it meant certain death. However, Little Dot remained fearless, competing in speed and devouring the tree’s body.

"Crack!"

Little Dot’s divine power was astonishing, almost splitting the Demon Tree apart. He forcefully tore off a thick branch, and divine art surged, with electrical light penetrating the tree’s body.

The Demon Tree had had enough. It suddenly shook, releasing all its roots and retreating at high speed. It withdrew the charred black staff and considered Little Dot the most ferocious beast, maintaining a safe distance for a standoff.

Little Dot, bleeding, held onto the green, sparkling branch and continued to gnaw, quickly consuming it.

Seeing this, the Demon Tree was silent. It said nothing and silently retreated into the depths of the dense forest, remaining quiet throughout.

“Such sharp teeth,” Fire Spirit, the nine-headed lions, the Red Bird, and others were left speechless, unsure of what to say.

“Sweet like sugarcane,” Little Dot said, blinking his big eyes as he enjoyed eating the last glowing branch.

In the depths of the forest, the Demon Tree’s body trembled, and then it shook violently, erupting in dazzling light that made the Pure Land shake.

However, it did not turn around, silently leaving.

"Boom!"

By the Spiritual Lake, the outcome was imminent. The purple-clad girl wielded a golden divine horn, extinguishing all runes and driving back a group of divine monkeys. She moved to uproot a silver peach tree.

The monkeys erupted in violence, attacking her in unison.

At the same time, Bi Fang, the many-headed lions, the Chilin Dragon, and the Sky-Splitting Demon Butterfly all intervened, using their treasures to drive back the monkeys.

At this moment, the void trembled. Shi Yi acted, with a Li Lion flying out from his left eye and a Golden Peng soaring from his right eye, both formed of runes, sending the surrounding monkeys flying.

Holding a mysterious divine artifact that adorned him like the blazing sun, Shi Yi used his eyes to cast two great divine arts, greatly amplifying their power.

Runes interwove, dazzling and brilliant, enveloping the silver small holy medicine, preparing to lift it from the ground.

“Not good,” the nine-headed lions and others were astonished. Someone was about to succeed.

Standing silently in the ancient forest, Little Dot suddenly erupted, turning into a beam of light. With a thunderous crash, he severed a nearby stone mountain, lifted the fallen stone peak, and hurled it forward, covering everyone below.

Next, proceed to write Chapter 3.