Although the bone in his hand still shone brightly, Chen Qingyu lacked the blood and qi to deliver another blow.
It was a pity—such a powerful attack had failed to kill the martial artist in the Qi Manipulation Realm before him and didn't even wound him.
The hopeful gazes of the clan below gradually faded. If their strongest warrior was no match, how could they possibly resist?
"Hmph! A re speck of light dares to compete with the brilliance of the full moon?"
"My turn!"
Sensing that Chen Qingyu’s blood and qi were exhausted, Shi Hezhang spoke with disdain.
The next mont, a pale strand of Gang Qi shot forth.
Not far away, Chen Tianjing and Chen Tianyu rushed forward, desperate to block the strike.
However, the two Innate Realm elders of the Shi clan would never allow it; they imdiately intercepted the pair.
Seeing Chen Qingyu powerless and on the verge of death, the Chen Clan warriors widened their eyes in horror.
Just as the Gang Qi was about to descend, several root tendrils, each as thick as a wrist, suddenly surged upward from the ground and intercepted the strike.
"Hm?"
When he saw his strike blocked, Shi Hezhang narrowed his eyes. But when he recognized the object that had stopped him, he let out a cold laugh.
The idea that a few re roots could withstand him was nothing but a fool’s dream!
Just as he prepared to strike again, the ground suddenly began to shake violently!
The quake was so intense that it was difficult to stand. Even the surrounding walls groaned under the strain as though they might collapse at any mont.
“What’s happening?”
“What is going on?"
Many Shi Clan mbers looked around in panic, fear evident on their faces.
Though martial artists command the power of blood and qi, the majesty of Heaven and Earth is absolute. Even warriors in the Qi Manipulation Realm would never choose to oppose the forces of nature.
It was not only the Shi Clan who were bewildered; the Chen Clan mbers were equally stunned.
They had lived in Chaotic Burial Mountain for so long yet had never witnessed such a phenonon. Could it be an earthquake?
The clan was already in dire straits, and the shaking earth made their situation seem even worse.
Yet, upon further reflection, they had already fallen so far—could they truly sink any lower?
Above, Shi Hezhang’s eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed slightly.
Standing high up, he could see far. Because of his vantage point, he realized the tremors stretched across a vast range—not only the entire Chen Clan compound, but also several miles beyond its borders.
Could it truly be an earthquake?
The Divine Stone in Shi Hezhang’s hand glimred faintly, and his gaze deepened.
When he looked down, a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
Soon, Shi Hezhang discerned the source of the tremors—they seed to co from within the high walls at the heart of the Chen Clan compound.
Boom!
Just as panic gripped the crowd, a massive crashing sound erupted nearby.
Everyone imdiately turned toward the source of the collapse—the Chen Clan’s ancestral hall!
When they finally saw the scene before them, their jaws dropped in shock.
Bathed in moonlight, a locust tree appeared before them. Its color was strange, and its trunk was etched with peculiar, intricate patterns that looked like the interwoven traces of a Profound martial technique. Each leaf on its branches glimred faintly, making it impossible to tell whether this was the tree’s natural color or a reflection of the moonlight.
The crowd was stunned by the locust tree's terrifying growth rate!
Originally only a few ters tall, it grew several more ters before their eyes. The earlier crashing sound had been caused by the ancestral hall’s stone walls collapsing under the pressure of the expanding tree.
As the locust tree surged upward, countless roots slowly erged from the ground.
At that mont, everyone understood the cause of the tremors—it seed the very ground beneath them was woven from the roots of this tree.
"Divine Tree... it's the Divine Tree!"
The Chen Clan, having already lost hope, cried out in joy at the sight before them.
The Shi Clan mbers understood as well—this locust tree was the Chen Clan’s ancestral totem.
However, it seed rather large.
Yet, the Shi Clan quickly turned their eyes toward Shi Hezhang above, their gazes brimming with confidence.
With Uncle He Zhang present, there was nothing to fear.
After all, the tree just looked thick and sturdy. No matter how large it grew, it was still just a tree. Could it possibly rise from the earth and fight?
Such thoughts caused the Shi Clan’s panic to subside.
But when the locust tree grew even taller and its vast canopy blotted out the moonlight overhead, terror finally dawned upon them.
This tree was far greater than they had imagined!
Above, Shi Hezhang felt a faint tremor in his heart as he watched the locust tree continue to grow seemingly endlessly. Yet he quickly let out a cold snort.
“Nothing but an empty facade!”
Shi Hezhang unleashed another strand of Gang Qi, sending it hurtling toward the massive trunk of the locust tree.
But before it could approach, a thick branch swung across and swept the attack away.
This seemingly simple strike caused Shi Hezhang’s brows to furrow. In that mont, he thought he recognized traces of a familiar martial technique.
Ahead, Ji Yang—whose body had grown to several dozen ters in height—ceased the divine ability he was performing.
Withered Wood ets Spring: You may consu a portion of your life force to seek another self within the river of ti.
The towering figure before them was none other than his future self!
Yet, Ji Yang had not expected that sustaining this divine ability would consu eight hundred points of his Life Force.
When he looked at his remaining vitality, his mood darkened further.
Life Force: 1724, 1722, 1720... The only reason he had this much left was because he had converted his blood and qi into life force. Otherwise, he might already have fewer than a thousand points remaining.
Ji Yang was surprised that even after he ceased using his divine ability, his life force continued to drain rapidly. On average, several points vanished with each breath. Whenever he attacked, the decline beca even sharper.
It seed that Withered Wood ets Spring sought another self within the river of ti but did not bring back that self's strength. Consequently, his current state and every attack he unleashed drew directly upon his life force as the source of power.
Yet, at that mont, Ji Yang also felt the true might of this divine ability. He could manipulate his branches as though they were his own arms, greatly enhancing their strength.
He even sensed that he could rise from the earth itself. However, due to the countless roots constraining him, attempting such a feat would consu an unimaginable amount of Life Force.
Still, this was already enough! After all, he possessed the true body of a Martial Saint.
Feeling his life force draining away at a terrifying pace, Ji Yang resolved to end the battle quickly. Otherwise, once his vitality was exhausted, there would be no turning back!
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