Under Ren Tianying's storm of power, Han Zheng almost exhausted one-third of his strength to protect Xu Cunbao and the others.
It wasn't until half an hour later that the imnse storm of power dissipated.
Xu Cunbao breathed a sigh of relief, but just as he was about to say sothing, there was a sudden noise from the altar.
The array on the altar was already in ruins, and then Ren Tianying destroyed most of it.
The last strike from Ren Tianying covered such a large area that it enveloped the array on the altar, causing the remaining few formations to be completely torn apart.
At this mont, beneath the altar, countless blood-colored vines erged and twisted their way out.
A giant blood-colored tree, dozens of feet in size, was lifted by countless vines and erged from the altar.
The branches and leaves of the blood-colored giant tree were lush and dense.
But upon closer inspection, those branches looked like withered skeletal arms, with many fruits hanging on them that turned out to be eyeless human heads!
The trunk of the blood-colored tree seed to be like human skin, covered with winding veins of blood and flesh, and countless eyeballs floated on it.
Embedded at the very center of the trunk was a golden eyeball, dazzling and radiant, exuding an indescribable allure.
"What the hell is this thing? Is this what that scoundrel Ren Tianying was after?"
Wen Tingyun said in a deep voice, "According to the ancient texts of Youxin Country I found, this is indeed a great opportunity.
It is called the Divine Tree Seed. The core is not these external blood-colored trees, but the golden eyeball at the center.
It is said to be a divine tree growing from chaos. After the world was created and chaos dissipated, the divine tree withered, leaving only this seed, which holds the ultimate vitality and innate divine power. It is said that once the divine tree blooms, a deity will be born from it.
However, the divine tree can only grow in chaotic power, and using other forces to make it grow is too slow, potentially taking hundreds of thousands of years to sprout.
A king of Youxin in one generation forcibly fused this Divine Tree Seed with himself, hoping to let the divine tree take root and sprout within him, ultimately becoming a god.
Since the growth of the divine tree was too slow, he used blood and flesh power to nurture it, trying to make it root and sprout quickly. However, this caused the power of the Divine Tree Seed to overflow, resulting in an uncontrollable mutation."
Han Zheng grimaced and said, "I can understand the people of the ancient Youxin Country wanting to beco stronger, but why do they always think about using such bizarre and sinister thods?"
"Maybe because this kind of power cultivates the fastest."
Wen Tingyun said, "Martial Arts already had rudintary forms in Ancient Tis, being the simplest and most extre combat skills, practiced by the lowest soldiers, with slow progress.
But various blood and flesh secret techniques, sacrificial thods, and others had cultivation speeds faster than Martial Arts, so the strong in those tis almost didn't practice Martial Arts.
Now we esteem Martial Arts, making these blood and flesh secret techniques, Profound Yin Ghost Techniques, and such appear to be demonic and unconventional, not worth ntioning.
But in fact, in Ancient Tis, it was Martial Arts that was not taken seriously."
At this mont, the Divine Tree Seed had completely crawled out from the bottom of the altar. Craving blood and flesh after tens of thousands of years, countless blood-colored vines slithered towards Han Zheng and the others.
Han Zheng said in a deep voice, "How strong is this thing's power? Is there a way to subdue it? If there is, the opportunity is before us, and I want to take a gamble; if not, we imdiately flee."
The things in this Youxin Ancient Country were too bizarre. There might be opportunities, but they depend on whether one has the ability to seize them.
Han Zheng's only advantage is not being greedy, always staying clear-headed, not being the type to lose sense in the face of treasures.
Wen Tingyun imdiately said, "We can give it a try. We will attract the attention of those vines from the outside, forming an array to divide its power.
Xiahou Xuan's predecessor has a special physical strength attribute and can get close to the tree canopy to try to destroy those heads, as they are the source of its power.
Han Zheng, you need to seize the opportunity, strike when it is weakest, and completely separate the Divine Tree Seed from the blood-colored giant tree.
It's best to succeed in one go; otherwise, if the other party hides the Divine Tree Seed inside the trunk, it will be even harder to deal with."
Yan Xuankong, seeing Wen Tingyun giving orders, couldn't help but purse his lips.
He hadn't expected to have to follow the commands of a junior.
However, he had been with Han Zheng for a long ti and had witnessed Wen Tingyun's skills, knowing that the other was adept at strategy, so he didn't say much.
Moreover, he was now Xiahou Xuan and needed to maintain his image.
Next to him, Xu Cunbao looked slightly curious at Yan Xuankong.
Why did he feel like this person looked sowhat familiar?
It wasn't the appearance but the aura that felt familiar, but he couldn't quite pinpoint exactly why.
But at the mont, as the blood-colored vines of the Divine Tree Seed had already reached the group, Xu Cunbao didn't have ti to think and imdiately attacked those vines.
Apart from Xu Cunbao, Wen Tingyun, Su Wuming, and Lian Sheng also went to three other positions, simultaneously attacking those blood-colored vines to disperse their force.
Yan Xuankong's entire body turned into a ray of golden light, charging into the tree canopy, targeting those heads, smashing them one by one.
But after bursting the heads, they oozed a crimson liquid, looking extrely disgusting.
Moreover, now that Yan Xuankong lacked True Essence Gang Qi, and the Incense Fire Divine Power was limited, he couldn't waste it here, so he could only rely on his physical body to smash them, getting covered in pus, which disgusted Yan Xuankong.
However, countless branches then quickly swept towards him, and Yan Xuankong, disregarding the disgust, burst out with maximum speed to maneuver around them.
Han Zheng also entered the attack range of the divine tree, heading straight for the golden, eyeball-like Divine Tree Seed.
The other side seed to sense sothing; in the next mont, all the vines in the sky suddenly contracted, forming a massive vine ball smashing towards Han Zheng.
A Blood River surged around Han Zheng, forming a massive blood ball that tightly enveloped him.
The countless vines were like giant hands, tearing layer by layer through the power of the Blood God Scripture.
But what was revealed inside was not Han Zheng's figure but the Mandala Sky Demon Barrier ford by endless Demonic Qi!
The Heavenly Demon howled and roared, turning defense into offense, even tearing off many vines.
But the next mont, all the heads on the divine tree suddenly let out a thunderous roar, shaking everyone's minds instantly, faces turning pale.
Han Zheng bore the brunt, struck by the blast of this evil power, causing the Mandala Sky Demon Barrier to shatter instantly!
In an instant, countless vine tendrils rushed in like sharp blood-colored spears, stabbing towards Han Zheng!
With Dragon and Tiger Profound Qi protecting him, the roar of dragons and tigers echoed around Han Zheng, resounding through the heavens and earth.
The power of the Dragon and Tiger True Dao Body was pushed to the extre by Han Zheng. Holding the Heavenly Demon Transformation, Han Zheng directly used his physical strength to withstand the assault of these blood-colored vines, slicing them apart with the Heavenly Demon Transformation.
An initial burst of energy gains montum with successive actions, but after three attacks, its energy is exhausted.
Even with the blood-colored vines on the divine tree being so powerful, after breaking through Han Zheng's three layers of defense, their energy was also nearly depleted.
Moreover, it wanted to counterattack, but Wen Tingyun and the others were continuously attacking its vines from all directions, weakening its power.
What was more severe was actually Yan Xuankong.
Those heads were its condensed cores of power; with each one shattered by Yan Xuankong, it lost more strength, nearly half was already destroyed.
Having been sealed for tens of thousands of years, it had already entered a withered and declining stage due to losing too much blood essence.
Just erging from the seal, it was bombarded by Han Zheng and the others, leaving the Divine Tree Seed with a rather pitiful feeling.
But in the next mont, countless eyes on the tree trunk instantaneously turned blood red. An extrely terrifying power brewed, sending a chill down Han Zheng's spine.
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