Chapter 220 The Demon Lord Ten Thousand Years Ago
The gold nugget pointed to the north with its ears drooping: "At the root of the Tree of Life, but now the holy spring..." It suddenly trembled violently, "It has been polluted, I can't feel the breath of the water spirit."
As if to confirm its words, countless black vines suddenly rose from the ground. The blood-red eyeballs on the vines opened and dripped mucus, and several elves who were unable to dodge were instantly corroded into bones.
Aotian swung his sword and cut out a wall of fire, but his face suddenly turned pale and the flames flickered.
"There's something wrong with your spiritual power."
Fan Wujiu flashed behind him and slapped his palm on Lingtaixue, "Forced to improve your cultivation?"
Ao Tian's mouth was bleeding, but he grinned: "In order to find Xiao Bai and the sect as soon as possible."
He wiped his face, and the wall of fire exploded, burning the attacking vines to ashes, "Don't tell Xiaobai."
But Xiaobai had already heard it. She bit her fingertips and drew a bloody symbol on the Qingli Sword. The sword hummed and split into twelve green lights, pinning the monster to the ground.
Under the cover of sword light, the three rushed into the Holy Spring Cave at the bottom of the Tree of Life.
The scene inside the cave is horrifying.
The originally clear Seven-Eyed Holy Spring was now swirling with black mist. The Elf King was half immersed in the central spring, and his silver hair was turning gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What’s even more terrifying is the heart of the tree. A purple crack has appeared inside the thick trunk, and the breath of the underworld continues to seep out.
"Father." Jinkuai jumped into the spring from Xiaobai's shoulder, but was bounced away by the poisonous mist.
Xiaobai jumped up to catch it, and his back was corroded and bloody.
[Warning! Netherworld rift detected] The system is flashing wildly, [It has the same source as the space-time turbulence energy three hundred years ago, it is recommended to close it immediately]
Aotian suddenly knelt on one knee, and stuck his sword into the ground to avoid falling. Spider-web-like black lines spread under his collar, and it was obvious that the previous battle had caused hidden injuries.
Fan Wujiu frowned and held his pulse: "You burned Bifang's blood essence?"
"It's just a minor injury." Aotian wanted to show off, but was slapped on the back of the head by Xiaobai.
"Shut up and heal your wounds." She handed the Qingli Sword to Fan Wujiu, "Brother, guard the cave entrance."
He then took off the jade pendant from his neck and stuffed it into Jin Nugget's pocket, "Use the power of nature to temporarily purify this area of water."
Gold Nugget turned around anxiously: "What about you?"
Xiao Bai had already taken off her shirt, revealing the white skin on her chest. She put her fingers together like a knife and stabbed into her chest without hesitation: "Isn't it said that the blood of the God Clan's heart can detoxify?"
The moment the blood dripped into the spring, the entire tree of life trembled violently. Xiaobai's blood was not red, but a golden liquid flowing with golden light.
The blood made a frying sound when it came into contact with the black mist. The Elf King groaned, and the black energy between his brows began to dissipate.
But something unexpected happened. The crack in the heart of the tree suddenly expanded, and a purple-black claw grabbed Xiaobai's back like lightning.
At the critical moment, a dazzling green light burst out from Aotian's body and he transformed into Bifang's true body to block the front.
The sharp claws pierced through his wings, and black mist rushed in madly through the wound.
"Aotian!" Jinkuai screamed and pounced over, pressing his little paws on Bifang's bleeding wound.
A green halo gushed out from its body, fiercely fighting against the black fog. The entire cave began to collapse, and rubble fell like rain.
Xiaobai gritted his teeth, pulled out his bloody finger, and flicked the last three drops of blood into the crack in the heart of the tree.
At the moment the golden light exploded, she vaguely saw a figure bound by chains at the other end of the crack: he had double horns on his forehead, eyes like the abyss, and was giving her a greedy smile.
"The bloodline of the God of Creation, hahaha..." A hoarse whisper sounded directly in my mind, "I've finally waited for you."
With a loud bang, the crack closed temporarily. Xiaobai stumbled and knelt beside the spring, and found that his blood was undergoing a strange change.
Golden blood beads floated in the air, outlining an ancient mural: a sword-wielding goddess sealed something in a tree, with countless elves kneeling in worship.
"So that's it." The Elf King's weak voice came. He had woken up without knowing when, and was looking at the blood bead illusion in shock.
"The Tree of Life is not the origin of the elves at all, but a cage that seals the Lord of the Underworld."
Fan Wujiu's fierce shout was heard from outside the cave, followed by the sound of sword energy breaking through the air.
The Soul Devouring Demon Lord’s piercing laughter penetrated the stone wall: “Hand over the God Clan, and the Demon Lord promised to grant me eternal life.”
Aotian turned back into human form, his face was pale but he still managed to stand up: "Take Xiaobai away, I'll cover you."
"Don't move." Xiao Bai suddenly spoke. The wound on her chest had healed, and a faint golden light flowed under her skin. The Qingli Sword sensed the call, shook off Fan Wujiu's hand and flew back into her palm.
The system screen was refreshing frantically in front of her eyes: [Awakening of the bloodline of the God of Creation detected.
Activate memory fragments: The host was a goddess of war in the divine world in her previous life, and had participated in sealing the Netherworld Demon Lord.]
"Gold nugget." Xiaobai picked it up and held it in his arms. "The Tree of Life has recognized you as its master, right? Now I want you to do something."
She pointed the tip of her sword at the heart of the tree: "Open all the seals."
"Are you crazy?" Aotian tried to grab the sword, but was entangled by vines that suddenly sprouted up.
The plants in the entire cave grew wildly in the golden light surrounding Xiaobai, and even the black mist from the holy spring retreated.
The big ears of Jinkuai suddenly stood up: "I understand that the current seal was added later, and it is helping the Demon Lord absorb spiritual energy.
"It slapped its little claws on the tree trunk, and countless ancient runes emerged from the bark, and then shattered into pieces.
The tree's heart completely split apart as the ground shook. Instead of the expected explosion of demonic energy, an extremely pure silver spiritual power gushed out.
These spiritual powers gathered into the shape of an arrow, pointing directly in a certain direction - exactly where the Soul-Devouring Demon Lord was!
"Sure enough." Xiaobai chuckled, "The real seal is the arrow transformed by the first Elf King, which has been hidden in the heart of the tree.
"She held the silver arrow and placed it on the Qingli sword, "Brother, lend me some of the power of the netherworld."
Fan Wujiu understood, and his fingertips gathered black light and wiped the arrow. The silver arrow suddenly turned into a stream of black and white light, and the two words "Zhu Xie" appeared on the arrowhead.
The dome of the cave suddenly exploded, and the Soul Devouring Demon Lord's ferocious head poked in. Before it could see the situation clearly, the silver arrow had already left the bow, dragging a long tail of light through its forehead.
“No... Impossible..." The monster's huge body began to disintegrate, revealing purple chains wrapped around its body: exactly the same as the ones in the crack in the heart of the tree.
The silver arrow continued to move forward, piercing through the barrier and shooting straight into the sky. A painful roar came from the clouds, and the purple crack was forcibly stitched together.
When the sun shone again, all the polluted monsters stopped attacking in confusion.
The Elf King stood up by the spring and bowed to Xiao Bai: "Thank you for your help, goddess. But the demon king has not been destroyed, but..."
"I know." Xiaobai caught the gold nugget that had fallen down due to exhaustion. It had become the size of a plush toy. "Three hundred years is enough time for him to recover a lot."
She kicked Aotian who was lying on the ground, "Don't play dead, I know you still have the energy to show off."
Aotian laughed and took out a jade bottle: "I just took the opportunity to collect some Nine Netherworld Fire and give it to you as fireworks to play with."
Before he could finish his words, he and Jinkuai were both embraced by Xiaobai.
When the three heads huddled together, warm liquid dripped onto Aotian's face.
He pretended not to notice that those were Xiaobai's tears and just hugged her back tighter.
"If you dare to burn your blood again," Xiaobai said in a muffled voice, "I will pluck your hair and make a shuttlecock out of it."
Fan Wujiu interrupted them with a cough: "The Elf King fainted."
Sure enough, the Elf King who had just awakened fell beside the spring again, but this time he was just overdrawn of spiritual power.
The Seven-Eyed Holy Spring began to purify itself, and the black mist condensed into beads and sank to the bottom of the water. A new message popped up on the system screen:
[Task Update: Collect five Netherworld Pearls to synthesize the Sealing Key]
[Special reminder: The remaining evil spirit in Aotian's body needs to be purified by the sap of the tree of life every day]
Xiaobai handed the two wounded companions to Fan Wujiu and walked towards the healing crack in the heart of the tree.
She reached out to touch the silver light, and seemed to see the scarlet eyes of the Demon Lord again.
"Next time we meet," she whispered, "it will be my turn to finish you off."
The cheers of the elves could be heard in the distance.
The Soul-Mudding Festival was interrupted for some reason, but no one minded. They found the real holy spring that had been missing for three hundred years, and the prince's friends seemed to bring greater hope.
The sunlight shines through the newly lush tree canopy, casting mottled shadows on Xiaobai.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
