"In that case, I'll be going!" Black Death Tree said guiltily, preparing to slip away.

But the next second, endless darkness appeared before my eyes.

"My goodness!" Blackwood cried out, nearly wetting himself in fright.

"You're amazing, you almost pulled it off!" Chu Feng's voice was unusually cold as he looked at the demon god in the shadow realm.

The enormous figure had vanished, revealing its true form.

A flamboyant black dead tree monster, with a red mask embedded in its trunk.

The moment Chu Feng saw the mask, he understood.

Everything the other party did was directly related to noodles.

Over the past few days, he had studied the Black Death Tree grove; these tree-like monsters all looked pretty much the same.

If there's anything special about them, it might be that they have a lot of black branches, but they've never been seen wearing masks.

With a thought, Chu Feng appeared in front of the Black Death Tree.

Shadow Force Distortion.

"Snap!"

As the sound rang out, the red mask and the black dead tree detached.

"Ah, my face! My face!" The black dead tree branches waved, covering the peeled-off parts, as if experiencing immense pain.

With the mask gone, the underworld, the graveyard, and the mist all vanished.

"Say it again, and I'll burn you!" A burst of hellfire erupted, drifting around the Black Death Tree.

In an instant, it became unusually docile, standing there obediently without moving.

Everything around me became completely clear.

Chu Feng looked around and found that he was surrounded by dense forests, with a towering mountain in front of him.

Without the mist enveloping them, the powerful demons surrounding Jiangcheng rose and looked behind them.

The entire demonic tide group became restless.

"Is this the truth about the Demonic Tide?" Chu Feng stared at the red mask before him, lost in thought.

The demonic tide that has kept Jiangcheng awake at night is actually orchestrated by a mere C-rank monster.