Another day has passed.

Xia Tianqiong woke up early in the morning and opened the door to see Xiaolaba standing outside, with dew hanging from the ends of her hair.

It stared with its bright, large eyes and said timidly, "Mr. Xia, the clan elder asked me to invite you over."

Xia Tianqiong laughed and said, "We've known each other for several days now, why are you still so shy when you see me?"

The little speaker lowered his head and said in a low voice, "You're a guest!"

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore, let's go."

Xia Tianqiong followed Xiaolaba, chatting as they walked, when she suddenly realized that the route was different from the one she had taken the previous two days.

"Isn't this the way to the main hall?"

The little trumpet explained, "The clan elder asked me to take you to the entrance on the back of the sacred tree, so the path is different."

The sacred tree is over a hundred meters in diameter, and there are many low trees growing around it, so taking a detour is reasonable.

Although Xia Tianqiong understood, she still summoned the old lady in the funeral clothes and the boy with glasses, just in case.

A dozen minutes later, they arrived at the back of the sacred tree.

There is also a tree hole as an entrance here. Little Trumpet went in first, followed closely by Summer Sky.

But as soon as he stepped inside, he realized something was wrong.

It felt like passing through a thin film!

He tried to get out, but it was too late; a suction force pulled him in completely.

Upon closer inspection, it wasn't a palace, but another strange space.

This place is extremely vast, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Several hundred meters directly ahead, there is a giant peach tree that is a thousand meters tall, with its dense canopy covered with pink peach blossoms.

The petals drifted down in the wind, as if a pink rain had fallen.

Upon closer inspection, Xia Tianqiong realized that this towering tree resembled the sacred tree.

One is in full bloom, and the other is in a withered state.

Xia Tianqiong couldn't help but become wary. "Little Trumpet, where are your clan elders?"

The little speaker stood a few steps ahead, then suddenly turned around, his face filled with hatred.

It stared intently at Xia Tianqiong, "The Monkey Clan always says you're a bad person, that you've come to harm our Tree Ghost Clan, I'm going to kill you!"

It was spouting harsh words, but it looked rather cute, and its tone was soft and sweet.

Xia Tianqiong didn't feel any crisis; instead, she found it a bit funny.

When Little Trumpet saw that he was still in the mood to laugh, he immediately glared at him angrily.

She bared her little tiger teeth and shouted, "Don't laugh! This is a forbidden area of ​​my clan. You can only enter, not leave. Even if I can't kill you, the rules of heaven and earth here can trap you to death."

As it spoke, the two outermost legs of its four legs suddenly began to change.

The pale, white thighs transformed into long, thin vines, like a giant python writhing, suddenly lashing out at Xia Tianqiong.

Smack! Smack!

After two crisp sounds, Xia Tianqiong was seen grabbing a vine with one hand.

"You, a mere monster, dare to attack me? Did your clan leader send you here to die?"

Xia Tianqiong's strength has surpassed Li Gui's; Meng Gui is as weak as a child in front of him.

Little Trumpet suddenly blushed slightly, "You...you let go, don't hold on...ah...!"

Before it could finish speaking, it suddenly let out a painful scream.

Then a large amount of power of rules appeared, tearing apart its strange form.

This has clearly triggered the rules!

Xia Tianqiong paused for a moment, then tentatively asked, "You should cast the Death Rule first. Only after I trigger your rule can you attack me. Otherwise, you will be obliterated by the rules of the Ghost Realm. Don't you know that?"

"I...I forgot!"

Little Trumpet looked like a child who had done something wrong, with a mournful face. "You're the first human I've ever met. I have no experience!"

"..."

Xia Tianqiong was speechless, both amused and exasperated by this little loudspeaker.

Although the little tree spirit came to kill him, he couldn't bring himself to hate it.

After all, I've never seen something so adorably stupid!

As he spoke, the power of the rules tore off a large amount of Netherworld power from the little trumpet. Even the two vines that Xia Tianqiong was holding were torn off, turned into Netherworld power, and quickly dissipated.

It's estimated that the loudspeaker will disappear completely in less than two minutes.

Xia Tianqiong ultimately couldn't bear it.

"Quickly form a contract with me, so you can survive."

"I don't!"

Little Trumpet, however, was unmoved. Enduring the excruciating pain, she put on a stern face and cried out in a sweet voice, "An elder once said that we Tree Demons will never be slaves. Even if I die, I will never make a contract with humans."

"..."

Xia Tianqiong slapped her forehead, feeling both annoyed and amused.

He strode forward, ready to grab the little trumpet, first using the red veil to shield it from the power of the rules, and then slowly persuading it to sign the contract.

But after taking only two steps, a gust of wind suddenly blew in from somewhere.

The wind was strange; it blew on the little trumpet and made it disappear instantly.

The next moment it appeared a hundred meters away, then flashed and appeared even further away, until it disappeared completely.

The wind blowing on Xia Tianqiong made his hair stand on end.

A tremendous sense of crisis washed over me.

As if sensing something, he suddenly turned around and looked at the old woman in the funeral clothes and the boy with glasses with a puzzled expression.

They were initially close behind, only a step away.

But at this moment, that one step seems like an insurmountable chasm!

They were both astonished and were rushing towards Xia Tianqiong, but they couldn't close the distance that was just one step away.

From Xia Tianqiong's perspective, it looked like they were running in place.

The same thing happened when Xia Tianqiong ran towards them; even teleportation or void walking had no effect.

The old woman in the funeral clothes opened her mouth as if to say something, but no sound came through.

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