High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

Yan Tu's voice was unquestionable, and his overwhelming strength left Ping Jianming with no power to resist.

Ping Jianming wanted to explain something, but Yan Tu didn't give him the chance. He leaped up and punched out, shattering a metal wall behind the hall.

What was hidden behind the metal wall was also revealed.

It was a small tree, no bigger than an average person, with a few fruits that were not yet fully ripe. Even so, a sweet fragrance wafted over, making one's soul stir.

There seemed to be a light, ethereal aura surrounding it, making the small tree appear somewhat sacred!

However, looking down, one could see that the base of the small tree was covered with dense white bones, with countless tiny roots entwined around it, giving off a chilling feeling.

Presumably, the mysterious root system that absorbed Yan Tu's drop of blood also originated from this small tree.

The entire floor of the hall was covered by the roots of this small tree.

"Those people you captured, they must have been eaten by this tree."

Yan Tu said coldly, "No wonder he felt something was wrong when he entered the hall. It turns out there was such a strange tree."

"As expected of the King of Hell, I didn't expect you to still find out."

"That's right, I am indeed a heart demon. I also cultivated that little tree. It feeds on humans, and specifically on virgins."

Although Ping Jianming was currently imprisoned by Yan Tu, he did not show any panic on his face. Instead, he became somewhat crazy and no longer tried to hide his true feelings, as if those lives were just pebbles on the roadside and not worth caring about.

"Actually, you guessed the story correctly, but you got one thing wrong."

Ping Jianming curled his lip, seemingly sensing that the time was almost up, and a smug look appeared in his eyes.

"That boy was me, but he wasn't me either."

"To be precise, that was my first life, and this body is my second!"

"However, my respected Lord Yan Tu, it's already too late for you to know more now!"

Upon hearing Ping Jianming's words, Yan Tu understood and became more cautious. In other words, after possessing that boy, the Heart Demon had possessed him again, this time the very person in front of him, General Ping Jianming.

But upon hearing the last sentence, he immediately sensed something was wrong and prepared to make a move to leave Ping Jianming no chance. However, suddenly, a feeling of weakness washed over him.

He immediately realized something was wrong. Despite his precautions, he had fallen for Ping Jianming's dirty trick. Where exactly did things go wrong?

"Have you noticed your spirit suddenly weakening and your body losing strength?"

It seemed that Ping Jianming had anticipated Yan Tu's change and spoke up.

"You really thought I brought you here for tea?"

"Are you wondering what went wrong?"

Ping Jianming pushed aside Yan Tu's weak arm and said with a hint of mockery, then looked at the strange little tree with a longing in his eyes.

"The real Ping Jianming was someone I obtained through this method; now, I gladly accept your body!"

Ping Jianming laughed heartily, looking at Yan Tu who was almost unconscious, a hint of excitement in his eyes. With such a powerful body and strength, it would soon be his.

He was really craving this body and was thinking about how to get his hands on it. But the opportunity came knocking on his door, so he had no choice but to go with the flow. Although some bad things happened along the way, the result was still wonderful.

"There are many things in this world that you don't know, like this tree, for example."

"This tree isn't very useful, but..."

"But it can put a person's soul into a deep sleep, and even a garrison commander cannot resist it."

"However, for this thing to work, one must consume the fruit that grows here, but no one can eat it without a reason."

"So I found another way that can achieve the same result!"

"Place the next fruit in clean water to dissolve its effects. The martial arts tea you drank earlier is genuine, but the water in it has been tampered with."

"The martial arts tea masked some of the flaws, so you couldn't taste anything unusual at all."

"As for why I'm not afraid, it's because I'm not human! I was worried that one cup wouldn't be enough to knock you out, but you actually thought you were being clever and drank mine too. You're asking for it."

"Now you understand why we took such a big risk to keep this tree here."

Ping Jianming didn't say anything more. At this moment, Yan Tu had already fainted. Seeing such a touching scene, he could no longer resist the urge to possess her.

His body trembled violently, and a black light emerged from within him, circled around Yan Tu's body a few times, and then entered him directly.

His mind was already in a coma, and he was like a fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of the other.

For a moment, the two motionless bodies of the town generals lay quietly in the hall.

Just as the black light entered Yan Tu's body, Fang Fan, far away in Jianghai City, suddenly felt a jolt in his soul sea. It seemed that a terrifying being had been provoked, and a mysterious power was directly projected into Yan Tu's body through an unknown means.

Yan Tu, who had been unconscious, suddenly smiled and got up to move his body.

"Trying to frame me?"

"Does he really think everyone else is a fool?"

Yan Tu sneered and suddenly pulled out a mysterious transparent bottle from his pocket.

"I didn't expect it to actually work!"

As he spoke, the force that had been projected pulled the black light directly out of Yan Tu's body and into the transparent bottle.

He obtained this bottle from the battlefield; it can be used to store divine souls.

The black light began to reveal a figure in the bottle, which was none other than Ping Jianming, but his body was human, with a terrifying physique.

"I forgot to tell you, that thing you mentioned doesn't work on me either."

"If I weren't trying to lure your soul out, I would have already blown you to bits!"

After the martial arts tea entered his body, Yan Tu sensed something was wrong. However, his soul was not human. It had a human appearance, but it was just a disguise. Its essence was that of an insect!

It could be said that the fruits that affect the human soul are something he can eat and play with.

And even if it were useful, he wouldn't care, because his soul couldn't be possessed so easily.

Ping Jianming, inside the cup, was now in a daze. He didn't know what was happening. He had clearly entered Yan Tu's body and should have been seeing Yan Tu's unconscious soul.

But why did he see Yan Tu's spirit greeting him?

What was that terrifying force that seemed to fall from the sky?

Ping Jianming looked closely and saw a huge human face appearing in front of him.

It's Yama!