Chapter 3063: Destroying the Tree Demon

The intelligence might not be accurate. Who knows if Zhou Yan is lying to them? What if it's the lair of a seventh-tier demonic beast?

As soon as Wang Qingfeng's spiritual sense probed the valley, it was blocked.

"This is a bit strange; it can obstruct spiritual sense detection."

Wang Qingfeng frowned, remarking that either there were residual restrictions here, or a demonic beast was causing trouble.

After some thought, he summoned a fifth-tier spider automaton, separated a wisp of his spiritual consciousness, attached it to the automaton, and with a flick of his hand seals, the spider automaton entered the valley.

They returned inside the centipede automaton, ready for anything.

Inside the valley, a poisonous mist permeated the air, reducing visibility significantly, and the ground was littered with many broken rocks.

Suddenly, dozens of thick, blood-red branches flew out from the blood-red mist. These branches wove themselves into a large, blood-red hand that shot straight towards the spider automaton.

At the same time, numerous black tree roots emerged from the ground, coiling around the spider automaton's body.

It swung its scythe-like claws, severing the black tree roots. However, the blood-red hand had already grabbed the spider automaton and pulled it into the blood-red mist.

At the end of the valley stood a blood-red tree over two zhang tall. Its trunk was covered in golden thorns, its leaves were crimson, and its surface bore numerous blood-red spirit patterns. A rosy-faced human countenance was visible on its main trunk.

It was a sixth-tier treant, equivalent to a Void Refinement cultivator.

The blood-red hand extended countless blood-red threads, coiling around the spider automaton, attempting to pierce its body and drain its essence blood.

The spider automaton swung its sharp claws, striking the blood-red hand. A muffled thud echoed, and shallow slash marks appeared on the hand's surface.

The blood-red hand suddenly slammed down onto the ground. The spider automaton was heavily smashed into the earth with a dull thud, creating a huge crater filled with rolling dust. With a mechanical whirring sound, the spider automaton transformed into a metallic sphere, lying within the crater.

Outside the valley, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli emerged from the centipede automaton.

Wang Qingfeng could now confirm that Zhou Yan had not lied; it was indeed a sixth-tier treant.

As a treant formed from a tree, it surely mastered a wood escape technique. If they didn't trap it with a formation, it could easily escape.

"Let's set up a formation in the dense forest! I'll lure it over." Dong Xueli suggested.

"No need, I'll go; you control the formation." Wang Qingfeng volunteered, as he wasn't at ease with Dong Xueli going, given she was only at the Mid Void Refinement stage.

They returned to the dense forest. Wang Qingfeng took out over a thousand golden formation flags and more than ten golden formation plates to set up the array.

Metal overcomes wood, and only by leveraging this principle could they prevent the treant from using its wood escape technique to flee.

Once the formation was set, Dong Xueli cast a spell to conceal herself. Wang Qingfeng then approached the valley entrance, drew a long, red-glowing saber, and vertically slashed towards the valley interior.

A piercing saber hum resounded as hundreds of red saber auras swept forth, carrying astonishing heat waves directly into the valley.

The blood-red mist receded, revealing the treant's true form.

The treant's branches quickly extended, weaving into two large blood-red hands that crossed in front of it, blocking the attack.

The dense red saber auras continuously struck the blood-red hands, eliciting muffled thuds. Horrifying bloodstains appeared on the hands' surfaces, but they quickly vanished after the blood-red hands glowed with a flash of crimson light, as if they had never been there.

A murderous intent appeared on the treant's face, and a massive illusory tree manifested in the void above its head; this was its Dharma Idol.

The illusory tree gently swayed, causing the ground to tremble slightly. Tufts of green weeds burst from the earth and instantly grew, striking at Wang Qingfeng like long green whips.

Wang Qingfeng flicked his wrist, and a large expanse of red saber auras swept forth, scattering all the incoming green weeds.

He shook his sleeve, and a small golden mirror shot out, radiating astonishing spiritual energy. He chanted a hand seal, and countless golden electrical arcs surged from its surface.

With a flash of golden light, the small golden mirror unleashed a thick golden lightning bolt, heading straight for the treant.

Numerous green weeds sprouted from the ground, instantly surging in height and weaving into a tall green wall, blocking its path.

The tall green wall crumbled like paper, easily shattered by the golden lightning.

The golden lightning struck the blood-red hand, causing it to instantly emit thick smoke and charring its surface. However, after a flash of crimson light, the blood-red hand quickly returned to normal.

The illusory giant tree pulsed with a dazzling green light, and countless green vines burst from beneath the ground, shooting directly towards Wang Qingfeng.

Wang Qingfeng swung his red saber, completely severing all the incoming green vines, which couldn't even get close to him.

A blood-red hand slapped towards him. Wang Qingfeng swung his saber to meet it. With a muffled thud, Wang Qingfeng was sent flying backward. He feigned defeat and fled towards the dense forest.

The treant immediately gave chase, activating its Dharma Idol to attack Wang Qingfeng.

Golden trees swiftly moved, thrusting at Wang Qingfeng like golden spears. The golden trees violently swayed, shedding numerous golden leaves that transformed into golden flying daggers, striking towards Wang Qingfeng.

Numerous green vines burst from the ground, weaving into tall green walls that blocked Wang Qingfeng's path.

Wang Qingfeng held the small golden mirror in his left hand, unleashing golden lightning bolts that shattered the green walls. He swung the red saber in his hand, slicing the golden trees to pieces. The golden leaves couldn't even get within a hundred zhang of him.

Roaring sounds were continuous, and dust filled the air.

A streak of blood-red light shot forth, hitting Wang Qingfeng's protective spiritual light. Wang Qingfeng was sent flying backward, falling heavily to the ground.

Numerous green thorns burst from the ground, coiling around Wang Qingfeng's body. The treant caught up, and a large quantity of its branches wove into a blood-red hand covered in sharp thorns, which then slapped towards Wang Qingfeng.

Just then, Dong Xueli appeared. With a flick of her wrist, a vast expanse of white sword qi swept out, severing the green thorns coiling around Wang Qingfeng. Simultaneously, she summoned a small, white-glowing mirror. She chanted a hand seal, and after the white mirror emitted a dazzling spiritual light, it unleashed a white beam that struck the blood-red hand.

The blood-red hand quickly froze, and the ice spread rapidly. However, a surge of blood-red flames erupted from the hand's surface, melting the ice.

Seeing Dong Xueli, the treant was greatly alarmed. Its body glowed intensely with crimson light, seemingly preparing to cast a spell to escape.

A powerful roar rang out, causing the treant's body to tremble. With a flash of white light, a small white seal materialized out of thin air, instantly expanding as it plummeted downwards.

Almost simultaneously, the ground within a fifty-li radius visibly turned golden, and a massive golden barrier materialized, encompassing the entire fifty-li area.

Before the massive white seal even landed, an unusual chilling power rushed towards it.

The treant's branches extended rapidly, weaving into two blood-red hands that rose to meet the attack.

With a muffled thud, the massive white seal was sent flying backward. In the void, countless golden specks of light emerged, transforming into golden flying needles that struck the treant from all directions.

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli activated the formation, attacking the treant.

With metal overcoming wood, the treant couldn't escape even if it wanted to. It activated its Dharma Idol to attack the formation, but its Dharma Idol had not been refined, so its power was limited and utterly incapable of breaking the array.

As time passed, the treant's body became covered in wounds.

After more than half a quarter of an hour, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli each summoned a red saber and a white flying sword. The saber and sword crossed, heading straight for the treant.

The treant's aura was weak, and it was about to cast a spell to resist when a man's loud shout echoed.

The treant's body trembled. By the time it regained consciousness, the red saber and white flying sword were already upon it.

A piercing shriek rang out as the treant's body was torn apart, collapsing to the ground as a blood-red tree. A crimson crystal core dropped out.