199: Chapter 199: The Dimension is About to Be Destroyed

The Wan-Du Mother Tree collapsed.

The earth cracked, and dust soared into the sky.

Its two thick wooden legs shattered into countless fragments, scattering across the ground.

Its body lay limp in the ruins, and green sap gushed from the cracks in its bark, converging into rivers of poison.

The dark green light at its core had dimmed to the extreme.

It wanted to re-condense its root System, stand up, and continue running.

But its wooden fibers had already necrotized; it could not even twitch the thinnest vine.

The hope of a comeback was gone.

The Tyrant stood beside the remains of the Mother Tree.

The thousand-meter-tall dark gold demon god looked down at this ten-thousand-year-old ancient tree.

Logically, its killing instinct would drive it to smash the core with one punch and end the battle.

But the Tyrant stopped.

It raised its right arm, aiming its palm at the Calamity Fire Spirit Lord, which was several hundred meters high in the air. A mental fluctuation was transmitted.

"Burn it slowly, don't kill it yet."

The Calamity Fire Spirit Lord had previously been full of resentment toward the Tyrant for forcibly squeezing it into a ball.

As a dignified Fire Spirit Lord, being used as a projectile weapon was simply a great humiliation.

Now, that resentment had vanished into thin air.

It was truly delightful.

The Wan-Du Mother Tree had lived for ten thousand years.

The wood-element energy contained within its body was too vast to calculate.

For the Fire Spirits, who used all things as fuel, it was a gluttonous feast.

The energy level, which was infinitely close to the Transcendent level, made the Calamity Fire Spirit Lord feel incredibly ecstatic.

The Fire Spirit Lord obeyed the Tyrant's command.

It controlled the temperature, like slow-cooking soup.

It burned the wooden fibers bit by bit, extracting the life essence within like reeling silk from a cocoon.

"Hiss—"

The Mother Tree let out a Soul-piercing wail; the agony of the karmic fire burning its Soul was infinitely prolonged.

The Tyrant's mouth split open, revealing a cruel smile.

Its body began to shrink.

One thousand meters, eight hundred meters, three hundred meters... finally returning to its original, conventional form of about fifty meters.

It took large strides and walked to the place where the Mother Tree's main trunk had ruptured.

The Tyrant opened its large mouth and bit down on the main trunk of the Mother Tree.

At the same time, the liquid metal on its shoulders split open, and black-gold flying insects swarmed out.

The Fire Spirit Lord roasted it slowly from the outside, while the Tyrant and the flying insects hollowed it out bit by bit from the inside.

In despair, the Wan-Du Mother Tree felt its ten-thousand-year accumulation of foundation being stripped away bit by bit.

Its size shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ten thousand meters, five thousand meters, one thousand meters...

As time passed.

With the joint efforts of the Fire Spirits and the Tyrant, the sky-covering ten-thousand-year ancient tree disappeared.

What remained in place was only a charred tree trunk, slightly taller than a person.

Through the top of the trunk.

The core was only the size of a walnut, its light so faint it could extinguish at any moment.

It was ruined.

The Tyrant let out a satisfied burp.

It reached out, pinched the charred tree trunk, and weighed it in its hand.

Although this thing had been drained dry, its foundation was still there.

It definitely met the standard of the "abnormal species" mentioned by the Creator.

The Tyrant's Void Wings unfolded behind it.

A spatial rift formed. It stepped inside and fled in the direction of Lin Yuan.

After the Tyrant left.

The Calamity Fire Spirit Lord in mid-air let out a satisfied moan.

Its several-hundred-meter-tall body began to disintegrate.

The dark-pale flames dispersed, transforming back into 9,800 Diamond Tier Fire Spirits.

They fell from the sky one by one, smashing onto the ground.

Every Fire Spirit's belly was round and plump.

In the past, after fusing into the Calamity Fire Spirit Lord and then disintegrating, they would always fall into a period of weakness as a side effect.

Their Origin would be damaged.

This time was completely different.

The Wan-Du Mother Tree's wood-element energy, which was infinitely close to the Transcendent level, not only completely offset the side effects of the Fusion but also stuffed them full.

Their strength increased greatly.

The vast majority of the low-rank, low-star Diamond Tier Fire Spirits had their auras break through one after another.

They all rose by at least two star levels.

Among them, a dozen or so veterans even experienced a qualitative change.

Diamond Nine-Star!

They were only a step away from the half-step Transcendent level.

Below the spatial passage.

Lin Yuan was hovering cross-legged, his expression calm.

Ripples appeared in the Void, and the Tyrant's burly body squeezed out.

It strode to Lin Yuan and knelt on one knee.

It held the charred tree trunk, which was taller than a person, with both hands and respectfully handed it over.

Lin Yuan looked down.

This charred tree trunk was pitch black, its surface covered in burn and bite marks.

At first glance, it was just a worthless piece of rotten wood.

Lin Yuan released his Divine Power, probing into the interior of the charred tree trunk.

The next second, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

In the deepest part of the trunk, within the walnut-sized core, a glimmer of vitality remained.

Although this glimmer of vitality was weak, it firmly locked onto the last bit of its Origin, preventing it from dissipating.

Lin Yuan simulated it in his mind.

If he left this thing in the wilderness and ignored it.

A few hundred years later, if it encountered a spring thunderstorm containing the Laws of Heaven and Earth.

The lightning would split the charred shell, and the rainwater would nourish the dried-up core.

This thing might truly be able to sprout anew from the withered wood, regrow its root System, and revitalize.

"As expected of a plant-type exotic beast," Lin Yuan sighed aloud.

Having its Soul burned by the Fire Spirits' karmic fire, being torn apart and devoured alive by the Tyrant, and having ninety-nine percent of its energy extracted.

If it had been any other animal-type exotic beast, it would have long since died without even a trace left.

It was actually able to hold onto its last breath.

The resilience and survival ability of plant-type life were truly breathtaking.

Lin Yuan looked at the Tyrant and nodded slightly. "Well done."

Four short words.

On the Tyrant's face, human-like joy instantly bloomed.

It grinned, laughing like a child who had received candy.

It turned around, its wings slicing through the Void. It happily ran off to continue pillaging.

Lin Yuan waved his hand, and his Divine Power turned into chains, sealing the charred tree trunk layer by layer before sending it into the Wasteland Divine Domain.

"I haven't really extracted many traits from plant-type exotic beasts. I hope this thing can bring me some surprises," Lin Yuan muttered to himself.

The trait of a ten-thousand-year-old ancient tree shouldn't be bad.

...

During the time the Tyrant and the Fire Spirits were hunting down the Wan-Du Mother Tree.

The Zerg army had not been idle.

Led by the Insect King, they had turned the other regions of Plane 712 upside down.

To the west, the Toxic Miasma Grand Canyon.

This place was filled with seven-colored poisonous mist all year round.

Deep in the canyon, there were large swathes of strange crystals.

Tens of millions of Zerg troops swarmed into the canyon.

At the very front, Corrosive Poison Burst Beasts slithered on the ground.

Their round bellies rubbed against the crystal ground, absorbing the surrounding seven-colored poisonous mist.

The toxins fused and mutated within their bodies, causing their bellies to swell by a full size.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The crystal vein deep in the canyon exploded.

A group of multi-legged centipedes, composed entirely of translucent purple crystals, rushed out.

They could turn invisible in the toxic miasma and spit sharp crystal fragments from their mouthparts.

Tens of thousands of Mad Sickle Shadow Blade Beetles vanished from where they stood.

The shadow membranes on their bodies blended perfectly into the shadows of the toxic miasma.

The next second, bone dual blades flashed across the joints of the purple crystal centipedes.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The purple crystal centipedes had extremely high defense; the bone dual blades only left white marks on them.

The Insect King hovered in mid-air and snorted coldly.

"Nether-Uranium Heavy Armor Beetles, suppress the formation."

Hundreds of thousands of massive Nether-Uranium Heavy Armor Beetles crawled down from the cliffs on both sides of the canyon.

Their carapaces matched the environment perfectly.

Their gravity field resistance was fully activated.

They jumped directly from the cliffs, smashing into the formation of the purple crystal centipedes.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Sounds of collisions echoed.

In the rear, the tails of hundreds of thousands of Psionic Plasma Bugs lit up with blue-white electric light.

High-energy plasma balls shot into the mouthparts of the suppressed centipedes.

Internal explosions.

The purple crystal centipedes were blasted into a daze, and their crystal bodies developed cracks.

Worker Insects quickly moved forward, spitting out specially made strong-acid mucus nets.

This mucus net solidified upon contact with air, sticking the purple crystal centipedes tightly to the ground and wrapping them into crystal bundles.

The Insect King watched this scene and smiled.

The Dominator would definitely like crystal life forms.

...

On the other side, the southern water battlefield had already become a dead zone.

The indigenous army of ten million had been completely wiped out by the Wasteland dependents.

The Sea and Sky Tribes displayed a hair-raising efficiency in pillaging.

On the ground, not even a single complete corpse could be found.

Mutated Bone Fish shoals wove through the swamps, crushing and devouring all the bones of the indigenous exotic beasts.

The energy contained within the bones was extracted and fed back into the Soul fire of the Bone Fish.

Liquid Metal Crabs waved their gravity pincers, shredding large chunks of flesh.

Countless green poison flies flew out from the crevices of their dorsal carapaces.

The poison flies landed on the flesh, frantically sucking up blood and toxins.

After filling up, the poison flies flew back into the Liquid Metal Crabs, injecting the purified energy into their liquid armor.

In the sky, a million Mutated Magic Vultures circled.

They summoned thunder, striking down the indigenous creatures that tried to play dead to escape.

Then they dove down, their sharp claws tearing open the charred remains, swallowing the remaining internal organs.

They scraped the ground three feet deep.

This group of Wasteland dependents truly left nothing behind.

Even the soil where the Wan-Du Mother Tree had originally taken root was dug out to a depth of dozens of meters by the Liquid Metal Crabs.

The meager wood-element energy contained within was completely scavenged by them.

The battlefield was cleaned up.

The Mutated Magic Vulture commander let out a high-pitched, long cry.

The Sea and Sky Tribes did not stop; they followed the dried-up riverbed, advancing deeper into Plane 712.

The Tyrant Demon army was also in action.

A million dual-sequence Tyrant Demons swept horizontally through the poisonous forest.

They encountered a mountain range made of highly toxic Ore.

Hundreds of thousands of indigenous poison beasts were entrenched in the mountains and forests.

The Tyrant Demons didn't even use the power of the Void, charging forward purely with physical strength.

Their gravity fields were fully activated.

The mountain peaks collapsed directly under a thousand times gravity.

The Tyrant Demons swung their fists, smashing the shattered rocks into powder, punch by punch.

They picked out the high-purity toxic Ore, swallowing it in large mouthfuls or packing it up and throwing it into their Void storage space.

The counterattacks of the poison beasts hit the black-gold armor of the Tyrant Demons, not even leaving a single scratch.

The Calamity Fire Spirit army turned into a sea of dark-pale fire.

They rampaged across the plains, igniting everything that could burn.

The army advanced to the entrance of an underground poison river. Over three hundred thousand Fire Spirits poured directly underground.

Water and fire merged, producing large amounts of pungent toxic gas.

The Fire Spirits opened their mouths wide, sucking the toxic gas into their bodies.

The underground river water evaporated completely, roasting the indigenous creatures hiding at the bottom of the water into charcoal.

The Sea and Sky Tribes discovered an underground karst cave at the end of the dried-up riverbed.

Hidden inside were millions of indigenous cubs and unhatched eggs.

There was no mercy.

The Sea and Sky Tribes pushed "viciousness" to the extreme.

Submissive in the Divine Domain, they struck hard in other worlds.

The Demon Vultures released thunder, and the Bone Fish spat Extremely Heavy Water.

The ecosystem of Plane 712, under the trampling of the Wasteland dependents, met its collapse.

The poisonous mist was burned through, and the earth was torn apart.

This plane, which had existed for a long time, was heading toward destruction at a speed visible to the naked eye.