Chapter 797 - 506: Battle Against the Eight-eyed White Worm! (Double-length)

Chapter 797: Chapter 506: Battle Against the Eight-eyed White Worm! (Double-length)

The two figures emitted an eerie and deep aura, both gazing intently at Song Changming.

Song Changming, naturally aware, glanced at the two demon shadows hovering above and below in the air, and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

He had an impression of both Celestial Venerable Mo and the King of the Nine Netherworlds.

Seeing these two Demon Kings seemingly joining forces with their sights set on him, he nevertheless showed no trace of fear.

His current strength gave him enough confidence to face these two Demon Kings from the Nine Netherworlds, even if they teamed up!

On the other side, the ancient Immortal Tree fell silent again after its roots broke through the ring-shaped mountains.

The barrier remained, blocking both humans and demons from approaching, causing the atmosphere to grow tense once more.

After all, the previous battle had been forcibly interrupted halfway; now the Immortal Tree was inaccessible, and attention returned to each other, reigniting their anger and fighting spirit.

"Everyone, don’t be rash. The Immortal Tree is on the brink of revival. If its nurturing ground is destroyed, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

The Old Tree Demon was the most anxious among all present, sensing the tense atmosphere and stepping forward to loudly restrain everyone.

His true concern was that a fierce battle would affect the tree’s final revival, an outcome he refused to witness by any means.

"Hmph, Elder Tie, I respect your seniority in the Demon Realm, but are you siding with the Human Race now?" A Great Demon, unhappy with the Old Tree Demon acting as a mediator, retorted directly.

"Indeed, that bastard just blinded one of my eyes, and I must have his life!" Another Bull Demon roared, glaring viciously at an elderly Martial Arts Grandmaster of the Human Race.

He was a subordinate of the King of the Nine Netherworlds and thus stood behind the King of the Nine Netherworlds.

As the Bull Demon spoke, the chilling gaze of the King of the Nine Netherworlds also fell on the Old Tree Demon.

"Ming, do you also wish to oppose this king?"

The intimidation from the King of the Nine Netherworlds placed immense pressure on the Old Tree Demon, but it wasn’t just from the King of the Nine Netherworlds.

A myriad of demonic eyes, myriad fierce gazes, fell upon him, almost breaking his hunched back.

And this was all because he had spoken one extra sentence.

"It’s a misunderstanding. The old man just doesn’t want to ruin this great opportunity for everyone," the Old Tree Demon quickly waved his hand and said.

"What opportunity? This barrier is unbreakable. Does Elder Tie have a way to remove it?" a Great Demon suddenly spoke up in a loud voice.

"Uh, well, the old man can give it a try, but I would ask everyone to give me a bit more time," the Old Tree Demon clasped his hands and said.

The demons realized that the Old Tree Demon’s true form was that of a Tree Demon and perhaps he really had a way to break through the barrier and approach the ancient giant tree here.

So, no one obstructed the Old Tree Demon anymore, allowing him to approach the barrier and the ancient giant tree.

The previously tense and murderous scene on the field was slightly eased due to the Old Tree Demon. At least temporarily, there wasn’t a renewed outbreak of a grand battle between the grandmasters and the Great Demons.

"Does this Tree Demon truly have a way to break the barrier?" Situ Ming asked Song Changming softly.

Earlier, he observed that the Old Tree Demon and Song Changming arrived almost simultaneously, seemingly having some connection, and unlike those violent Great Demons, the Old Tree Demon seemed relatively gentle.

Song Changming shook his head. Although he had conversed with the Old Tree Demon several times, he wasn’t sure what method the other might have to enter the barrier.

With slight consideration, Song Changming also moved and, along with Situ Ming, tried to get closer to the barrier.

"It’s not a Talisman Array, so what system constructed this barrier?"

This was the first query that emerged in his heart, prompting him to reach out and touch the energy membrane, probing it carefully with his spiritual power.

Perhaps due to his research and expertise in Talisman Arrays, he quickly detected some clues based on his experience.

For instance, the energy supply for this barrier came entirely from the ancient Immortal Tree within.

Furthermore, through the Spirit Rhinoceros Eye Technique, he could perceive a kind of energy rhythm on it, akin to the heartbeat and pulse of a living being, all connected to the Immortal Tree inside.

And this energy rhythm was becoming increasingly clear, leading Song Changming to judge that the ancient Immortal Tree was accelerating its revival.

For some reason, Song Changming felt inexplicably uneasy.

Perhaps it was because the giant tree was overwhelming, standing before him with an oppressive presence.

Or perhaps it was the tree’s unknown origin—the Old Tree Demon called it an ancient Immortal Tree, a relic surviving from the Ancient Era, which filled him with vigilance.

He hadn’t forgotten that he was still in the Celestial Ruins Realm, fully aware of its dangers.

Through the barrier, Song Changming looked again at the large red fruit on the trees.

Each fruit appeared insignificant compared to the thousand-foot tree trunk, but in reality, each was as large as a small house, hanging and becoming increasingly crimson.

As the tree slightly swayed, the fruits swayed along, their base forming petal-like structures that inexplicably opened and closed, as if breathing.

Suddenly, an overly ripe red fruit detached from the branch, fell thousands of meters, and landed on the grass below.

What was unexpected was that it didn’t shatter into pieces or splatter flesh like a watermelon.

The fruit turned directly into a large pool of dark red liquid, silently seeping into the grass and then disappearing, not even leaving a trace or residue.

Almost all the grandmasters and Great Demons present noticed this scene; some lamented the loss of a Divine Tree Fruit, while others were puzzled.