Chapter 338: Mist Minion

"What?!" Everyone was shocked, and even Xiao Qiuxian, who was studying above, raised his head from his book.

"The demon tree is so big, and it can actually move?! How long will it take for it to arrive?" You Youshan said in surprise.

"I don't know. We don't know how far away the demon tree is from us."

Everyone fell into a deathly silence. Everyone knew what kind of disaster it would be if the demon tree came to the door and entered the small world.

"Wait a minute..." Xiao Qiuxian suddenly murmured, his voice almost inaudible.

"What?" Yan Xiao looked over.

Xiao Qiuxian did not reply, but suddenly rummaged through the pile of books in front of him, turning the pages loudly.

"The moving demon tree...can move...tentacles..." Her eyes widened and she murmured.

Everyone knew that she suddenly had an idea, so they didn't say anything and gathered around to look at her quietly.

Suddenly, Xiao Qiuxian stopped all his movements, stared at an open yellowed ancient book in front of him, and pointed to a page of illustrations on it.

"Wuxianmu?"

"What is this?" Wuyuan asked.

"It is an ancient tree recorded in the Canghai Jing, which only appeared ten thousand years ago. The book records: Because this kind of ancient tree has no intention, it always longs for perfection. Like a gluttonous tree, it will eat up any pedestrians and animals around it. It can even control people or animals and seduce other prey for itself, just like the evil tigers in the foggy mountains that are tempting to devour, so it is called the mist demon."

Xiao Qiuxian said word for word.

"But history records that as early as ten thousand years ago, this kind of evil thing was completely wiped out by the emperors, and there is no trace of this thing in Lingwu Continent anymore."

Wuyuan touched the short beard on his chin, "I don't know if the demon tree has a heart, but looking at the power of devouring and the ability to control living creatures, it does match up."

"They were all wiped out by the emperors ten thousand years ago. This doesn't conflict. The world opposite is not the Lingwu Continent either."

"A conservative estimate is that after Emperor Xuanchen used the Xuanhu Sword to kill Tiandao thousands of years ago, the world in the sword was isolated from the outside world. Maybe for some reason, a mist ghost got in?"

Xiao Qiuxian nodded, "It's not impossible."

Yan Xiao approached her at this time, put a hand on Xiao Qiuxian's shoulder, and asked softly: "Is there any record in the book on how to deal with this demon tree?"

"Heart-killing." Xiao Qiuxian said.

"The fog is heartless, and there is nothing in the trunk, so it always longs for perfection, but no matter how many creatures it swallows, it cannot achieve its wish, because these flesh and blood will only make it stronger and grow in size, but none will fill its heart."

"And as the fog ghost grows bigger, the hole in its body becomes larger and larger, and all its power will continue to be used to plunder and devour it, like an endless cycle of death."

"It is recorded in the book that as long as you go deep into the mist, find its heart of nothingness, and kill it, you can make the mist completely die..."

"A heart of nothingness?" Yan Xiao frowned.

"This book doesn't say anything more..." Xiao Qiuxian looked confused, "I only know that this heart of nothingness must be within the heart of the tree."

Youyoushan took a step forward, "Does that mean we have to go deep into the demon tree?"

"That's not good. The demon tree's body is moving towards the small world, and it has reached the door by itself! All we have to do is wait for it to get close, and then rush out in one go."

"But the demon tree must be fully prepared by then. We may have to deal with all the demons and tree trunks."

"Can we stop it with just a few of us? Will Tianming City suffer?"

Everyone fell into silence.

That's right, there was only one reason that made the battle timid from beginning to end - the many people in Tianming City.

If the enemy in the world in this sword is not the demon tree, or if the demon tree is just a powerful single monster, everyone can kill it without hesitation.

But now, the fog tree can actually infect and control the demons to fight for it, and has a small army of its own.

This is difficult to control. No one except Yanxiao has the ability to kill them on a large scale.

"The book also says..." Xiao Qiuxian said aloud while lying on the book.

"It is said that although this foggy tree is like a glutton that is never satisfied and can grow infinitely by devouring everything, there is no wood inside, but a rubbery flesh as black as ink."

Everyone was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"It means that the inside of the fog tree is not the wood of ordinary trees, but filled with a black substance..." Xiao Qiuxian pointed at the book and said, "And this substance is extremely afraid of fire."

"Perhaps... we can use another way to get directly to the inside of the Fog Tree."

She looked at Yan Xiao beside her, and everyone also looked at him.

"Has the white porridge digested the corpse of the Three-Legged Golden Crow?" Wu Yuan suddenly turned to ask Ning Wuxie.

"No," Ning Wuxie shook her head, "It seems that the further back she goes, the slower her digestion speed becomes."

"You don't have to bother the divine beasts, I can do it." Yan Xiao said, "I don't just have the 'King Fire', a kind of strange fire, which is easier to use than the three-legged Golden Crow."

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After a whole day of preparation, Ning Wuxie, Wu Yuan, Yan Xiao, You Youshan and Xiao Qiuxian stood in front of the space passage without landing.

Behind the endless black wall, the fog is slowly approaching, and I don't know how far away it is.

The tree trunk that Ning Wuxie and Wuyuan Zhenren had cut off from top to bottom was still there. The scabbed vertical section was dark green and black, like diseased skin. It looked softer than the branches. Upon closer inspection, , and can also be found squirming slightly.

Wu Yuan took the lead, approached the dark green outer wall, and slowly stabbed a black sword into it.

Puff!

The inky black colloid and sticky substance suddenly gushed out, flowing down the wall.

This also matched what Xiao Qiuxian said, that there was no wood in the body of the Wu Qiang.

It was this colloid that allowed the branches of the Wu Qiang to fly up and down like tentacles, and gave birth to countless demons.

Yan Xiao walked forward, stretched out his right hand, and a green fire dragon rushed out of his sleeve, roaring into the branches, and the solidified outer skin was immediately burned, but this time the black mucus did not gush out, but like cotton wool, it was burned and shriveled before the green fire dragon approached, and became lifeless black debris, falling to the ground.

So the branches in front of him instantly became a hollow and deep passage, winding towards the dark inside.

Wu Yuan looked at everyone and said, "Let's go."

The five of them walked in. As Yan Xiao controlled the strange fire to clear the inside of the branches, they gradually went deeper into the Mist Tree.