198: Chapter 198: Beating Up the Mother Tree of Ten Thousand Poisons

Tyrant maintained a defensive stance. The wind blew, whipping up dead leaves across the ground.

It lowered its head to look at the empty crater, then looked up at the silhouette sprinting toward the end of the horizon.

The undisputed top combat power of the Wasteland Divine Domain, the Tyrant designated by the Creator.

Had been played for a fool by a tree.

Liquid metal surged across Tyrant's body, and in its crimson eyes, the killing intent almost solidified.

Tyrant was furious.

Ever since it descended into the Divine Domain, it had been the absolute overlord.

The Insect King had to bow before it, and the Sea and Sky Tribes didn't even have the courage to look it in the eye.

Today, it had actually been played like a monkey by an indigenous plant.

Unforgivable.

The ground beneath Tyrant began to crack.

A thousand-fold gravity was released indiscriminately, centered on it.

Rocks, trees, and the corpses of indigenous beasts within a hundred miles were all crushed into powder.

Just then, the eastern sky was dyed red by dark azure flames.

Three hundred and fifty thousand Calamity Fire Spirits arrived in a mighty force.

Excited light flickered in their eye sockets, preparing for a feast of wood-type energy.

As they rushed to the edge of the core battlefield, the Fire Spirit army collectively slammed on the brakes.

The leading Diamond Tier Fire Spirits looked at each other.

Where was the tree?

Where was that massive ten-thousand-year-old mother tree?

They only saw a bottomless crater and Tyrant, who was standing at the edge of the pit, exuding low pressure.

The Fire Spirits were a bit confused.

These guys only knew how to burn things on a daily basis; most of their brains weren't actually very complex.

Unable to understand the situation, they only felt that Tyrant was very dangerous right now.

Tyrant slowly turned its head, its gaze falling on the Fire Spirit army.

To be precise, it locked onto the nine thousand eight hundred Diamond Tier Fire Spirits.

Tyrant's Void Wings flapped, and its demon god body crossed space, appearing directly above the Fire Spirit army.

"Roar!"

Tyrant let out a roar.

The gravity Domain crashed down, pinning the nine thousand eight hundred Diamond Tier Fire Spirits in place.

It raised its right arm, pointed at this group of Fire Spirits, and emitted a series of rapid mental fluctuations.

Fuse!

Fuse for me!

The Diamond Tier Fire Spirits were even more confused.

They had come to steal the kill, but now the target was gone, and this old lunatic wanted to take it out on them.

The Fire Spirits instinctively wanted to resist. They were elemental lifeforms, and their tempers were equally extreme.

Tyrant, however, did not give them time to think.

Titan Strength erupted, and the gravity Domain increased once more.

Large swaths of ordinary Fire Spirits were pressed down until their flames dimmed, nearly extinguishing.

The Diamond Tier Fire Spirits felt the threat of death.

This old lunatic was really going for the kill.

Since they couldn't win, they had to submit.

The nine thousand eight hundred Diamond Tier Fire Spirits gave up resistance and actively released their Origin.

Dark azure karma flames surged into the sky, intertwining and merging in mid-air.

The surrounding temperature alternated back and forth, and a contradictory sensation of extreme cold and extreme heat enveloped the entire area.

A Calamity Fire Spirit Lord, standing several hundred meters tall, took form in the sea of fire.

Floating behind it were a dozen dark azure annihilation halos, and in its hand, it held a long whip condensed from pure cold poison and karma flames.

Its aura climbed steadily, infinitely approaching the transcendent Domain.

The Calamity Fire Spirit Lord had just formed and hadn't even had time to let out a roar announcing its arrival.

Tyrant moved.

It took a step forward, thrusting its dark gold palm directly into the sea of fire, and grabbed the body of the Calamity Fire Spirit Lord.

The Calamity Fire Spirit Lord was shocked and swung the cold poison fire whip at Tyrant's arm.

Tyrant completely ignored the strike of the fire whip.

Titan Strength operated in its palm, and super gravity collapse was activated.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The several-hundred-meter-tall Calamity Fire Spirit Lord had its body compressed under the gravity squeeze.

It wanted to struggle, it wanted to resist.

Now that its own power was infinitely close to transcendent, if it really fought with its life, it wouldn't fear this old lunatic at all.

But it held back.

The Creator's oracle was still hanging over its head.

More importantly, it sensed that Tyrant had no killing intent, only a pure need to borrow power.

It was just that the way this was borrowed was truly too suffocating.

The Calamity Fire Spirit Lord gave up resistance, allowing Tyrant to compress it.

The several-hundred-meter-tall Fire Spirit Lord was kneaded by Tyrant into a high-density dark azure karma fireball with a diameter of ten meters.

Tyrant grabbed the fireball.

Its thousand-meter-long Void Wings slashed down behind it, revealing a spatial rift in front.

Tyrant dove into the rift and disappeared from the spot.

Leaving behind a mess, and a group of confused Divine Domain dependents.

The Sea and Sky Tribes retreated to the outermost perimeter, the Mutated Magic Vulture commander and the Bone Fish leader staring at each other.

The Tyrant Demon elites scratched their bald heads, not knowing what kind of madness their King was having again.

The three hundred thousand ordinary Calamity Fire Spirits were the most aggrieved.

They had rushed over excitedly to provide support, only for their boss to be grabbed and taken away by Tyrant like a ball.

After a brief silence.

The attention of the Wasteland dependents turned to the millions of indigenous beast tides around them.

Since they couldn't vent their anger on Tyrant, they would take it out on these indigenous creatures.

The ten-million-strong indigenous beast tide had completely collapsed.

The Wan-Du Mother Tree had run away, taking all the wood-type energy buffs with it.

As the buff effects faded, the backlash of the energy tide left the indigenous exotic beasts extremely weak.

Looking at these ferocious outsiders, their eyes were full of helplessness.

A Diamond Tier Iron-Armored Giant Rhino's legs went soft; having watched the Mother Tree run away, its faith had collapsed.

In the sky, thousands of Thunder Feather Birds that hadn't been able to keep up with the Mother Tree's escape flapped their wings in terror, trying to flee this dead zone.

"Hiss!"

The Magic Vulture commander let out a long cry.

A million Mutated Magic Vultures summoned thunder, sealing off the sky.

Purple wild lightning fell like raindrops, striking the fleeing Thunder Feather Birds into charred remains.

On the ground, the Tyrant Demons charged into the beast tide. With every punch, a patch of flesh and mud was created.

The Calamity Fire Spirits poured their unventable rage onto this group of indigenous creatures.

A sea of fire spread, swallowing up swarms of Poison Crocodiles and colorful giant leopards.

The Liquid Metal Crabs waved their gravity claws, harvesting wildly in the beast tide.

Endless slaughter was staged on this dark green land.

Southern horizon.

The Wan-Du Mother Tree was sprinting wildly.

Its two wooden legs stomped giant craters into the surface.

Every step it took could cover a distance of over a dozen miles.

Above the tree canopy, tens of thousands of massive Thunder Feather Birds and flying exotic beasts flapped their wings with all their might.

As the Mother Tree ran, it used mental fluctuations to urge the flock of birds above its head.

Faster! Fly faster!

It had lived for ten thousand years and had never felt death so close.

That dark golden monster was too unreasonable; its recovery ability was absurdly high, and its attack power was world-destroying.

At the core of the Mother Tree's trunk, a dark green light flickered uncertainly.

It was thinking about where to hide.

Although Plane 712 was vast, there weren't many places that could accommodate its ten-thousand-meter-tall body.

Suddenly.

Several hundred kilometers behind the Mother Tree, space rippled.

A figure squeezed out from the Void Realm.

Tyrant had caught up.

It maintained its thousand-meter-tall demon god form, looking at the moving green giant shadow at the end of its line of sight.

Tyrant's right hand tightly gripped the dark azure karma fireball.

The temperature inherent to the surface of the karma fireball was extremely high, burning Tyrant's palm at every moment.

The dark golden liquid metal was melted, exposing the flesh beneath.

The flesh peeled off layer by layer under the scorching of the karma fire, revealing white bones underneath.

Tyrant's Rebirth trait activated.

Flesh buds grew again on the white bones, and the liquid metal covered them once more.

Peeling off, Rebirth, peeling off again, and Rebirth again.

The pain reached straight to the Soul.

Tyrant didn't even frown; there was only one thought in its mind right now.

Catch up.

Shove this fireball hard into that broken tree's brain. Let it taste the feeling of having its Soul ignited.

Tyrant's Void Wings slashed down again, a spatial rift formed, and it dove in.

A few seconds later, Tyrant broke through space several dozen kilometers behind the Mother Tree.

The Mother Tree sensed the spatial fluctuations approaching from behind, its core beating.

It looked back in terror.

That dark golden lunatic, holding a ball of dark azure flames, was closing the distance at an unreasonable speed.

The Mother Tree frantically drove the wood-type energy in its body. Its two wooden legs kicked up afterimages, and the earth constantly collapsed beneath its feet.

The Thunder Feather Bird flock above its head let out shrill cries; their stamina was already overdrawn, and blood was seeping from their feathers.

You chase, I flee.

This chase across half the plane was staged on Plane 712.

Mountains were flattened by the Mother Tree, and rivers were crossed by Tyrant.

Tyrant constantly tore through space.

Fine cracks had already appeared on the edges of its Void Wings, but the distance was shortening bit by bit.

Fifty kilometers.

Thirty kilometers.

Ten kilometers.

Finally, Tyrant appeared several thousand meters behind the Mother Tree.

This distance was already within Tyrant's attack range.

The Mother Tree knew it couldn't run away.

It stopped, its two wooden legs digging deep into the ground.

Since it couldn't run, it would fight.

The core in the center of the Mother Tree's trunk erupted with an unprecedented, piercing green light.

It mobilized all the foundation it had accumulated over ten thousand years, preparing for a final desperate fight.

Thousands of thick branches drooped from the canopy, like wooden spears.

Each spear contained wood-type energy infinitely close to transcendent.

"Die!"

Thousands of wooden spears pierced toward Tyrant, covering the sky.

Tyrant hovered in mid-air, watching the wooden spears raining down, a trace of cruelty flashing in its eyes.

Dodge?

That didn't exist.

Tyrant advanced instead of retreating.

It folded its Void Wings, met the rain of spears, and charged straight up.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The wooden spears pierced through the liquid armor on Tyrant's body, stabbing deep into its flesh.

Dark golden blood sprayed in mid-air.

Tyrant's left shoulder, abdomen, and thighs were pierced with dozens of transparent holes in succession.

Tyrant let out a wild laugh.

It completely ignored the fatal wounds on its body, the muscles in its arms bulging high.

It swung its right arm in a full circle.

It smashed the high-density dark azure karma fireball it had been holding the whole way at the Mother Tree's canopy.

The Mother Tree looked at the incoming fireball, a trace of disdain rising in its heart.

It had lived for ten thousand years; what kind of fire had it not seen?

A thousand years ago, it had absorbed the Earth Core Fire Essence, forging a body immune to fire attributes.

Even if it were the fire of heavenly thunder, it wouldn't be able to hurt it.

The Mother Tree mobilized thousands of thick branches, weaving them into a thick wooden shield above its canopy, preparing to take this blow head-on.

The next second.

The karma fireball crashed into the wooden shield.

The dark azure flames flowed like mercury, penetrating the thick wooden shield and entering directly into the interior of the Mother Tree's trunk.

The Mother Tree was stunned.

It found that this fire didn't destroy its wooden fibers at all.

Just as it thought it had blocked the blow.

A scorching sensation that could not be described in words erupted from the depths of its Soul.

The Calamity Fire Spirit Lord's karma fire specifically burned the Soul.

"Ah——!"

The Mother Tree let out a scream that was shrill to the extreme.

The sound was so loud that it scraped a layer of the surrounding ground for dozens of miles.

The core in the center of the trunk contracted, and the dark green light was swallowed bit by bit by the dark azure flames.

The Mother Tree's massive body began to sway, and thousands of branches whipped around aimlessly.

The tens of thousands of Thunder Feather Birds and flying exotic beasts above its head suffered.

The karma fire spread along the vines to them.

One by one, like dumplings, they fell from the high altitude, smashing into the ground and turning into puddles of meat paste.

Tyrant seized the opportunity and broke into the close proximity of the Mother Tree.

It pulled out the wooden spears from its body and tossed them aside.

Tyrant stepped on the Mother Tree's thick root system, looking up at that giant bark face twisted in pain.

Liquid metal gathered on Tyrant's fists, rotating at high speed to form two huge flowing gold drills.

"Roar!"

Tyrant roared, its right fist smashing into the Mother Tree's main trunk.

Boom!

Wood chips flew everywhere. A crater with a diameter of dozens of meters appeared on the trunk.

The left fist followed closely behind.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Tyrant's fists fell like raindrops.

It poured all its anger and all its suffocation into this pair of iron fists.

Every punch that landed brought up large swaths of tough wooden fibers.

The Mother Tree's skin was smashed to shreds, and green sap splattered all over Tyrant.

Tyrant didn't care at all. It hit faster and faster, becoming more and more wild.

The flowing gold drills pierced deep into the Mother Tree's body, Titan Strength obliterating its Meridians and cutting off its energy supply.

Under the dual assault of the karma fire burning the Soul and the physical wild hammering, the Mother Tree was on the verge of collapse.

It tried to mobilize its branches to counterattack.

But the pain in its Soul made it unable to concentrate, and the branches hung down limply.

It tried to run away again, but Tyrant saw the opportunity.

It stomped down and broke one of its wooden legs.

"Bang!"

The ten-thousand-meter-tall giant tree lost its balance and crashed down.