Chapter 1422: A Dream Like No Other

The Cold Trees burning fiercely pierced holes in the mud hands of Empress Huangtu.

Similarly, the withered Spirit Branches also perforated the countless mud hands of Cold Beast Mud Po, leaving them riddled with holes and shattered.

“Sss!”

“Sss!!” The sound of wood thorns piercing flesh sent shivers down everyone’s spine!

Amidst the violently trembling ground, endless withered branches erupted from the surface, and impaled atop these branches were the skeletons of the Cold Race.

“Ahhh!”

“Ahhhh…” Not all Cold Race members died instantly from the withered branches, and quite a few were not entirely dead yet.

Their screams were incredibly shrill, like the wails of ghosts and wolves.

The fiercely burning sea of fire in the sky illuminated this purgatorial scene.

Numerous withered branches impaled countless skeletons, swinging wildly in midair.

Brutal, yet magnificent.

Du Yu stood in the sky, staring blankly.

He didn’t have the heart of a saint; he was simply stunned by this scene.

In fact, after witnessing the actions of the Cold Race, it was hard for anyone to feel compassion.

True cruelty was the Cold Race pinning people to the ground to eat them alive, the screams and cries of the people serving as the best accompaniment for the Cold Race’s feast.

The words “eaten alive” are easy to say, but once witnessed, it becomes a lifelong nightmare.

The true cruelty was the Youhan Army’s invasion of the Twin Tree Realm, attempting to annihilate an entire civilization.

When gray fog enveloped the sky, only endless suffering roamed the earth.

Country broken, family extinct, corpses littered the land. No hope, only death as respite.

When billions of souls become skeletons, and a realm is completely consumed by Youhan, the Youhan Tree will switch targets, seeking out the next world…

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The earth-shattering thuds seemed to want to crush the entire Youhan Realm.

The Kunlun Divine Tree’s attack was exceedingly aggressive, incredibly fierce.

Under the heavy onslaught, the Youhan Tree inched upwards!

Endless Cold Branches stabbed downward, and endless withered branches met them striking back upward.

Head-to-head confrontation!

However, the Youhan Tree had already been largely destroyed by Du Yu, with its Cold Tree Heart damaged beyond measure.

In its current state, how could the Cold Tree possibly contend with the Kunlun Divine Tree?

Numerous withered branches entwined with the Cold Branches, showing no concern for being ignited by the Burning Sun True Fire.

The Cold Tree was bound and wrapped tightly, and the withered branches even drove through the Cold Wood, leaving it riddled with holes.

“Hiss…”

“Ah! Ahhh! Ahhh!” The ground ripped open with cracks, and each Cold Beast Mud Po was stabbed out from underground, flung into the sky by the branches.

“Grief Storm!” Li Mengnan reacted quickly, transforming into the wind and coalescing on the head of the Sorrow Seabird.

A massive Grief Storm enveloped a Cold Beast Mud Po, and amidst the roaring of a Suanni, a fireball descended from the sky, piercing through the entire storm and crashed down with a rumble.

Empress Huangtu gritted her teeth, cooperating with the Kunlun Divine Tree to continuously cast spells.

White Tiger, Dragon Turtle, Thunder Bull, and Chi Bear commenced a frenzy of slaughter.

“Master! Master!” A panicked voice surged into Du Yu’s mind through the Cinnabar Red Demon Flame.

Three Holy Han?

Du Yu’s face darkened.

The combination of Three Holy Han and Cold Beast Mud Po was originally hidden underground to cooperate with Empress Huangtu inside and out.

But judging from the terror in Three Holy Han’s voice, this pair seemed to have been found by the Kunlun Divine Tree.

If the Three Holy Ministers had a stature of a thousand meters, the Kunlun Divine Tree should recognize them as allies.

However, the Cold Beasts are all nearly identical, and with Three Holy Han causing mischief right below the Cold Tree…

Du Yu’s eyes suddenly lit up!

Eye of Burning Sun·Hunting Moment!

Time flow across the world slowed abruptly, and the distant battlefield appeared close at hand, allowing Du Yu to see all the minutiae clearly.

Storms, flames, water flows, lightning, and the many openings of spatial rifts.

Corpses of the Cold Race and Beast Race hung on randomly flailing withered branches.

A total of six Cold Beast Mud Po were scattered in the air, either pierced through by countless branches or lifted by the Empress…

There!

Du Yu’s eyes focused, seeing a Cold Beast Mud Po held by the ankle, its neck pierced by many withered branches, and endless mud hands dragging on the ground.

And within its ear, a ghostly masked figure was hastily jumping out.

“Sss!” Du Yu suddenly swung the Void Axe.

A spatial rift abruptly opened in front of Three Holy Han.

In an instant, Du Yu’s breath paused, and his heart almost stopped!

“Puff!” He exerted force on the outer side of his left foot, and in the instant of a sidestep, still felt something amiss, his figure suddenly fragmented into wind.

The gentle breeze mixed with tiny sparks, indicating Du Yu’s presence.

And the withered branch accompanying Three Holy Han’s stab was halted mid-air.

If not stopped, the withered branch wouldn’t harm Du Yu, but Three Holy Han couldn’t dodge, its skull would’ve been pierced through.

Three Holy Han’s body ought to have had a Wandering Ghost Soul for flight.

Yet, observing the trajectory of Three Holy Han’s natural descent, that Wandering Ghost Soul seemed to be gone.

Du Yu did not attend to the servant; the withered branch stayed suspended high, waiting for Du Yu to reassemble.

As Du Yu reassembled, he grasped a Divine Dry Branch: “As you wished.”

The once bloodthirsty withered branch now gently rubbed against Du Yu’s palm.

The grand Kunlun Divine Tree had once again become a docile, domesticated Demonic Plant.

A voice filled with old age, carrying a slight tremble: “Du Yu…”

“Mm.” Du Yu fiddled with the withered branch, small as he was, uncertain if he could appease a Divine Wood.

Meanwhile, a wisp of flame tinted his palm.

Ultimately, the Burning Sun True Fire had actually burned onto his own body.