Watching Nezha, the story of Nezha's suicide in the Investiture of the Gods brought tears to my

At this moment, the Boundless Immortal Elder appeared utterly horrified. His body had grown even larger, and his already muscular frame was now covered by a layer of tree bark that shimmered with an eerie light, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

...

All the beings in the heavens watched in disbelief as the Boundless Immortal merged with the peach tree, transforming into a terrifying tree demon. For a moment, everyone was stunned into silence, their worldviews completely overturned once again.

It should be known that the immortals in the celestial realm have always adhered to the orthodox cultivation philosophy, pursuing a pure realm of transcending the mortal world and ascending to immortality.

Seeing the Boundless Immortal in such a bizarre form, as if fused with a demon, they were filled with shock and bewilderment.

"This...this is outrageous! How could the Boundless Immortal appear in such a bizarre form? This is completely different from what we know about the Chan Sect."

"Amitabha! How strange! Is he a deity or a demon?"

"Goodness, this old guy's transformation is truly astonishing. He's gone from an immortal to a demon."

This transformation of the Boundless Immortal Elder caused a great upheaval in the hearts of all beings in the heavens.

...

In the world of Investiture of the Gods, before the Ten Deadly Formations.

Shen Gongbao's eyes darted around, a sly smile playing on his lips. He slowly turned his head to look at the Antarctic Immortal opposite him, deliberately drawing out his words:

"Oh my, Antarctic Immortal, look at that fellow's appearance! He's really not a righteous person at all. Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder he does all sorts of villainous things!"

"You, the Chan Sect, pride yourselves on being a prestigious and righteous sect, looking down on those with scales and horns. I never imagined you would be like that yourself! Could it be that you look down on yourselves?"

Having said that, he stroked his beard and let out a smug, cold laugh.

The Old Man of the South Pole, mocked by Shen Gongbao, turned red with anger, his eyes wide with fury, and he shouted:

"Damn it! Shen Gongbao, stop talking nonsense! How could I look like this? That has nothing to do with me!"

The Antarctic Immortal trembled slightly with anger. As a dignified immortal of the Chan Sect, he had always upheld the righteous path and could not tolerate such slander from Shen Gongbao.

"You treacherous villain, don't try to confuse the issue! I, the Antarctic Immortal, have lived a life of integrity and uprightness; how dare you slander me like this!"

...

The world of A Chinese Ghost Story, Lanruo Temple.

Hidden in the thick darkness, the Tree Demon Granny witnessed, through layers of mist, the strange sight of the Boundless Immortal and the peach tree merging and transforming into a tree demon.

Her sharp, venomous laughter shattered the deathly silence of Lanruo Temple, echoing through the dark night like the hooting of an owl, sending chills down one's spine.

"Hahaha, so the Boundless Immortal Elder is also a tree demon!"

"If he can become an immortal, why can't I?"

The Tree Demon Granny's voice was sharp and piercing, filled with endless longing.

Her enormous body writhed slowly in the darkness, countless thick vines bursting from the ground and dancing wildly, as if venting their inner resentment.

The Tree Demon Granny has been trapped in this Lanruo Temple for a long time, living by absorbing the essence of mortals. Although she has powerful demonic energy, she is still just a wild mountain demon.

At this moment, seeing that Wuliang Xianweng, also a tree demon, could become the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, is truly astounding.

This undoubtedly pointed her to a completely new path!

Transform from demon to immortal!

"Hmph, I've cultivated for a thousand years, perhaps I'm more qualified to become an immortal than many other immortals?"

The tree demon grandmother's eyes gleamed with an eerie light as she spoke viciously.

She decided that no matter the cost, she would find the path to immortality and break the shackles that had bound her for so long.

In this darkness filled with intrigue and desire, the Tree Demon Granny's ambition, like an evil seed, began to take root and sprout rapidly.

...

The world of Journey to the West, Thorn Ridge.

The four tree spirits, namely, Shiba Gong, Guzhi Gong, Lingkongzi, and Fuyun Sou, were sitting around a stone table, on which was placed fragrant tea, the aroma of which rose gently.

They usually enjoy indulging in refined pursuits, composing poems and couplets, and savoring this leisurely time.

At this moment, through the celestial spectacle, they witnessed the strange sight of the Boundless Immortal Elder transforming into a tree demon.

However, unlike the other demons, the tree spirits did not yearn for it; instead, they commented on the image of the Boundless Immortal.

The Eighteenth Elder held his teacup, took a small sip, shook his head slightly, and sighed:

"We're both tree spirits, but look at that guy, he has absolutely no elegance."

Gu Zhigong echoed this, stroking his twig-like beard, and said:

"Yes, look at him, he exudes a terrifying aura, he only knows how to show off his strength, unlike us who have the leisure and taste to understand the refined things in this world."

Ling Kongzi put down the scroll of poetry in his hand and replied:

"We are here in the Thorn Ridge, making friends over tea and expressing our feelings through poetry. How carefree and unrestrained we are! That Boundless Immortal Elder probably only knows how to fight and kill, and is completely unaware of the tree demon's leisurely way."

The old man gently waved his whisk and slowly said:

"Although we are both tree spirits, our paths of cultivation are different. He may be pursuing supreme power, while we prefer the elegance of poetry and literature. There is no need to force us to be the same. However, such different styles are indeed somewhat immoral and do not match his status as an immortal."

The four tree spirits sipped their fragrant tea, shaking their heads and sighing as they continued to discuss the image of the Boundless Immortal, a tree spirit so different from their own. In this quiet corner of Thorn Ridge, their voices, accompanied by the aroma of tea, echoed gently in the air.

...

In the Perfect World, the Willow Goddess stood quietly on the sacred mountain of Stone Village, her figure ethereal and otherworldly, her aura serene yet powerful.

When her gaze fell upon the image of the tree demon, Wuliang Xianweng, who had merged with the peach tree, she couldn't help but shake her head slightly and sigh softly.

"This peach tree fairy doesn't seem like a decent person."

Willow Goddess's voice was soft, yet it seemed to carry the wisdom to see through everything.

A hint of worry and scrutiny flickered in her clear eyes.

Throughout her long life, she has witnessed the rise and fall of countless powerful figures, and her perception of aura is extremely keen.

The tree demon form that Wuliang Xianweng was currently displaying exuded an evil and violent aura, which was completely different from the righteous aura she knew.

Liu Shen knew that a true strongman not only needed great strength, but also needed to have a righteous heart and compassion.

The terrifying appearance of the Boundless Immortal Elder, and the way he displayed the reckless and almost insane way of merging power, made Liu Shen wary.

In this dog-eat-dog world, powerful villains often resort to any means to pursue power, bringing endless disasters to the world.

"With this kind of behavior, it's no wonder that the Boundless Immortal Elder is going further and further astray on this righteous path."

As Liu Shen pondered to herself, a faint look of worry appeared on her peerless face.

Although she had no intention of interfering in the affairs of other worlds, as a fellow tree spirit, she still felt sorrow for the downfall of the Boundless Immortal.

[The Boundless Immortal roared angrily, his power surging, his muscles bulging and growing, tearing most of his clothes to shreds.]

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a muscular, burly man!

Countless wooden vines sprouted from his back, instantly lengthening and thickening, spreading out to cover the sky and the earth! They blotted out the sun!

He pointed at Nezha and the others, roaring, "Kill all these beasts!"

[Countless demon-hunting disciples surged forth from the golden tide!]

Ao Guang raised his dragon-tooth blade and shouted, "Kill!"

[From the black smoke and flames, dragons and sea monsters charged out in a fierce battle!]

Two tidal waves, one black and one gold, rushed towards each other in the sky and collided with a deafening roar, creating countless waves!

Two tides meet, black and gold swirling and intertwining, evenly matched!

[The humans and demons within were densely packed in the tide, colliding with each other and engaging in fierce combat!]

Li Jing grabbed Taiyi as he flew out and cut the ropes binding him.

Taiyi broke free of the broken ropes, pulled out his whisk, and shouted, "You bunch of traitors! You can't tell right from wrong!"

Having said that, he flicked his horsetail whisk and plunged into the tide!

All the realms of the heavens held their breath, their eyes filled with shock!

The great battle between the Chan Sect and the demon race was so grand and spectacular!

All races from all realms—humans, gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons, and monsters—looked up at this awe-inspiring scene in the sky.

I couldn't help but think of the great battles I had experienced in the past.

It felt like we were back on the battlefield of yesteryear.

……

The world of Douluo Continent.

Beneath the sky, where black and white tides intertwine.

Hundreds of thousands of troops stood at both ends, exuding a fierce aura and high morale, like two huge landmasses about to collide!

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of Soul Masters lit up their colorful Soul Rings, dazzling and brilliant!

Bibi Dong hovered in the air, her hands behind her back, and snorted arrogantly.

"Our Martial Soul Empire defends itself by relying on natural defenses, just like the Boundless Immortal Elder, occupying the home ground with geographical advantages."

"Neither the Heavenly Dou Empire nor the demon race of the Heavenly Curtain can shake this place in the slightest!"