My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 251 No matter what, let's fight it
On the island where towering trees grew, countless deep grooves were now visible.

Every gully is like a full-strength attack from an ordinary fifth-level cultivator.

Although he couldn't explain the reason, Ye Wuyou inexplicably felt that the power of all his moves had been enhanced in this place.

The Qi flowed smoothly and unobstructed, and the wind and thunder of the sword wielded in the outside world were far less powerful than that displayed here.

Ye Wuyou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and put the blade on the last person here.

He was the person who injured Ye Wuyou at the beginning and was also Lu Qingshan's father.

Just like the interior of the Luo River, in the world created by this sacred tree, the combat power displayed by each person also varies depending on their original body.

Although those figures are all in the fifth realm, Lu Qingshan's father is like the SSR in the fifth realm, and the other figures in the fifth realm are like R cards.

The only person left in front of him was no longer able to use his magical powers, but it was also him who had caused him countless troubles and almost seriously injured him. He was far stronger than the others.

He could even get the other figures to cooperate with him in performing their magical powers.

The five realms of the dead and the five realms of the living are completely different.

If Lu Qingshan’s father were still alive, how powerful would he be now?
With the blade on his neck, he was powerless to resist, but finally his eyes became clear and he spoke.

"How is my child Qingshan?"

Ye Wuyou remained alert at all times and spoke.

"How did you violate the sacred tree's mark and attack the sacred tree?"

"How is my child Qingshan?"

"Can you tell me something else?"

"How is my child Qingshan?"

After confirming that the figure in front of him could only repeat himself like a tape recorder, Ye Wuyou stopped worrying about it.

The aura burst out from the tip of the knife, and Lu Qingshan's father was completely turned into dust and disappeared.

There was doubt in Ye Wuyou's eyes, and he kept thinking in his mind.

There's something strange about this place...

Lu Qingshan is a posthumous child.

That is, his father died before he was born.

Including the words that Lu Qingshan left on the stone tablet later, he also talked about how his father had attacked the sacred tree for him, and thus finally broke the fate that was predetermined by the sacred tree for Lu Qingshan.

Even though Lu Qingshan's father was controlled by the sacred tree at this moment, he was still extremely powerful. However, no matter how strong his fighting power was, could he still face these endless human figures?

What's more, Father Lu is obviously also a person who has been branded by the sacred tree, and his heart should be full of intimacy and worship for the sacred tree.

I can remain mentally unaffected, but how does the other party do all this?
The sacred tree suddenly trembled violently. Ye Wuyou was shocked and then stared at the dense branches and leaves.

Visible to the naked eye, a cluster of branches on the sacred tree suddenly withered, and the green leaves turned yellow in an instant, and then quietly fell down.

It was as if the vitality had been taken away from that cluster of branches.

"What happened?"

He didn't know what was happening in the outside world. At this time, the ancestor of the Lu family was using some kind of aura from the sacred tree to display his magical powers comparable to those of the seventh realm.

The branches were swaying, and with the violent shaking of the sacred tree, Ye Wuyou vaguely saw the existence above the giant tree in front of him.

On the branches of the giant tree, streams of light kept dancing from top to bottom, but they stuck tightly to the branches of the sacred tree without shifting even a bit.

Yes, this light was what he had seen on the distant cliff before, but now that he had walked to the foot of the sacred tree, his vision was blocked by the leaves.

In addition, there are countless white fruits that make Ye Wuyou feel his scalp tingling at the sight of them.

And, a faint gaze.

Could it be that those "fruits" contain all the dead members of the Lu family?
The gaze that was being watched and the voice that was made by someone were also at the top of the tree.

[Go up, you no longer hesitate, step forward, you want to personally interrogate this beastly wood spirit why he dared to betray you and was willing to be trampled under the feet of those ants]

[Muguang Xingling, you deserve to die! ]

Ye Wuyou's head was buzzing.

Dog Narration Damn you! Stop barking!
Isn't this a subtree? It's not a real sacred tree.

"pat, pat..."

Several more white fruits fell, but they were different from the previous ones. The oval fruits broke open when they hit the ground, and a figure walked out of them with a very withered face and an extremely thin body.

But the aura on his body is extremely powerful.

"Again?"

Ye Wuyou ignored him and stepped directly onto the giant tree to move upwards.

The branches were winding, now coming at me like vines.

The white fruits kept falling and broke before they hit the ground. A figure walked out from inside them, but did not use any magical powers. Instead, he chased after Ye Wuyou directly.

Ye Wuyou noticed this with his eyes.

This also confirmed his guess that they were controlled by the sacred tree.

Regardless of whether they are sane or not, the importance of the sacred tree ranks first in their hearts.

Naturally, he did not dare to use his magical powers or harm the sacred tree.

But I can't just climb the tree straight away. This huge tree has no end in sight. How long will it take to reach the top?

[Shinto Technique: Shrinking the Earth into an Inch]

Ripples flashed under his feet, and when his figure reappeared, he had already reached the middle of the trunk of the giant tree.

The figures that were pursuing them had long since disappeared.

Looking around, the surrounding mountains seem so ethereal and yet so small.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou was extremely grateful to Luo Qinghan from the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for that woman, he really would not have been able to learn this magical power.

"Light?"

Standing in the middle of the tree, Ye Wuyou finally saw the light that was dancing along the trunk.

Liquid-like light...or rather, the countless fireflies flowed along the branches of the giant tree like water.

The ripples under his feet flashed again, but this time, Ye Wuyou was unable to move forward much.

Just moved forward a little distance.

It was as if some force was preventing him from using Shinto techniques to continue moving forward.

But he could also see more clearly because the light was flowing beside him.

On the trunk of the sacred tree, the stream of light gathered from the branches extending in all directions, and then gathered into a river drop by drop, like liquid, starting from one end of the sacred tree, flowing upstream along the main trunk, and rushing straight to the top.

It was clearly like liquid, but it did not overflow. Instead, it turned into a long river that continued to flow.

But when Ye Wuyou saw all this, he had an inexplicable idea.

How come it's like a conveyor belt?
And Ye Wuyou finally saw...something at the top of the tree.

Unlike the densely packed white fruits on the branches before, there were only two forked branches at the top of the tree.

One side was empty, and on the other side, there was a fruit that was about the size of a baby's head, but it exuded a certain rich scent.

The fruit is completely black, and the black gas is so thick that it is smoking.

The ghost was sealed and had no reaction at all. Instead, its right eyeball, which had always been blinded by a leaf, was shaking wildly. Ye Wuyou's expression twitched uncontrollably as his eyeball swayed.

This time the eyes were different from before.

It showed no fear.

But a deep desire.

[You no longer hesitate, and in the blink of an eye you have understood everything. You step into the upstream river, flow upstream, and take the fruit...]

[From now on, you will have a new road that belongs to you alone]

No.

Ye Wuyou refused.

Because there is another being at the top of the treetops.

It was a blue-gray figure, sitting alone on the treetop. From a distance, its body seemed small in proportion, but in fact, it was larger than an ordinary person.

The gaze that he had felt before came back, and a huge sense of pressure and tightness suddenly spread all over Ye Wuyou's body, countless times stronger than before.

Along with the gaze, there was also a series of intermittent words.

"You... are very good."

"Relax your mind, plant the mark, and give you the Dao fruit. You will achieve the Great Dao and guard this place with me."

It can't be fought, it can't be fought at all.

That is not an existence that I can match.

That's not even a person.

I came here to destroy... to change the sacred tree, not to look for treasure.

The narrator was still barking, and Ye Wuyou spread his hands to indicate that he was powerless.

Although the thing is good, you can't take it by force.

He was already thinking about a way out, and with Shinto techniques, leaving would not be a problem.

The dog stopped barking and started talking seriously.

[You have an idea, and you use all your life's wisdom to finally come up with a solution]

Oh, my lifelong wisdom?
Ye Wuyou thought he was very smart and could let the narrator express his life's wisdom. He thought that was incredible.

What is the solution?
[No matter what, just explode with it! 】

(End of this chapter)