Yiran narrowed his eyes slightly and said slightly solemnly:
"Yes, this divine tempered fruit tree has reached the imperial level."
Huang Huang also became serious and said:
"Yiran, have you guessed this result a long time ago? Do you already have the strength to fight the emperor?"
Mo Xiangyi looked at Yiran with bright eyes, and the look of anticipation was palpable.
Everyone was inexplicably excited and wanted to hear the result of their guess.
"In the system I practice, the realm corresponding to the imperial level is called Transformation of Gods."
"Only when you understand the path that suits you and go very far on that path can you have some chance of breaking through to the imperial level."
"This is like an accumulation process. The only difference is that those with higher talents can save a lot of time."
"But it's different for me to break through the spirit transformation stage. What I need is the transformation of my soul, so that the "Nascent Soul" can grow into the "Nascent Soul"."
"This cannot be achieved by simply accumulating knowledge. It also requires a more essential exploration and application of this world, so my breakthrough will be much more difficult than yours."
"It's just that as you can see, my combat power is far stronger than that of magicians and martial arts cultivators of the same realm."
After hearing Yiran's explanation, everyone nodded thoughtfully.
When he first entered the King Realm, Yiran's cultivation level was much higher than theirs.
But five years later, it was clear that Yiran had gone through hardships far beyond their imagination and had received rare opportunities in the world, but his realm was still at the peak of the king's level.
Now they are in the same big realm, or even only separated by a small realm.
This made them excited to chase Yiran's back, but at the same time they couldn't help but worry about Yiran.
Huang Huang said in a deep voice:
"Although such a training system is more powerful, it also requires higher talent."
"Expensing more energy in exchange for higher combat power may not be suitable for most people."
Huang Huang frowned as he spoke, and asked with increasing confusion:
"But for you, will this bottleneck be so difficult to break through?"
In Huang Huang's view, if Yiran could be trapped in front of that bottleneck after going through so many hardships, then it would be even more wishful thinking for others to break through.
Fortunately, Yiran's next words made everyone feel refreshed and let out a long sigh of relief.
"I actually broke through that bottleneck a long time ago."
"It's just that the King Realm is not a complete world, so due to the limitations of the world, I cannot completely take that step."
"At this moment, I can already feel the opportunity for a breakthrough!"
Yiran walked forward step by step, and his breath began to rise.
In everyone's perception, the aura erupting from Yiran's body was spreading the violent energy between heaven and earth, rivaling the terrifying aura of the divinely tempered fruit tree.
"Today, I will celebrate my breakthrough in becoming a god with the Divine Tempered Fruit Tree as a gift!"
However, as soon as Yiran opened his mouth, billowing dark clouds gathered above his head.
In an instant, a bolt of thunder struck from the sky.
"Kakaka..."
In the gradually darkening world, that thunder became a pillar of light that lit up the world, carrying out the task of destruction and punishment with the vast power of God.
The Divine Tempered Fruit Tree seemed to feel this strange aura and began to dance its branches crazily.
The leaves collided together, making a creepy "swirling" sound.
A strange mental fluctuation came into the minds of Huang Huang and Song Yulong:
"The most precious treasure of heaven and earth is the divine quenching fruit, which can wash away the gods and cut down the marrow. All potentials and bottlenecks will be turned into illusions!"
Huang Huang and the others did not feel anything wrong with this consciousness that was forced into their minds.
They didn't think about who was speaking, they just thought about how to get a bright red divine tempered fruit.
Just when they were about to rush out to fight for the divine tempering fruit, the first thunder finally fell on Yiran's head.
Yiran did not raise his head to look at Lei Lei, but still walked calmly towards the Divine Tempering Fruit Tree.
He just held the Peach Blossom Sword, and the sharp sword energy burst out wantonly, sweeping into every inch of space.
The thunderbolt, which was clearly an energy body, turned into pieces of silver-white fragments and scattered in the air under the cutting of the sword energy.
Under the scattered lightning, the dancing figure of the Divine Tempered Fruit Tree suddenly stopped, and then a tsunami-like mental wave shook.
"The most precious treasure of heaven and earth is the divine quenching fruit, which can wash away the gods and cut down the marrow. All potentials and bottlenecks will be turned into illusions!"
A strange voice appeared in Yiran's mind, and even Xiaobai was blown away by this mental wave, revealing his true body dozens of feet away.
Two rays of light burst out from Yiran's pupils, and the sharp sword intent shot up into the sky, piercing the thunderclouds.
The strange sound was directly erased by Yiran with his sword intent, and the powerful perception spread out. When he saw the greedy looks in everyone's eyes, Yiran immediately said:
"Xiao Bai, take them thirty miles away!"
Xiaobai, who was still feeling dizzy, immediately became energetic after hearing Yiran's reminder.
It turned into a silver-white rainbow light and traveled through the void, enveloping a few people with red eyes and flying towards the distance.
They struggled wildly, and magic and fists fell on Xiaobai's body like raindrops, making a roar of "clang, clang, clang".
Xiaobai, who has reached the peak of the king's level, has already reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to fathom in terms of his physical body.
Xiaobai took a few people and flew thirty miles away in an instant, and it dumped them all to the ground unceremoniously.
Without the continuous interference of mental fluctuations, the pain-stricken people immediately woke up.
Wuye said doubtfully:
"Why are we so far away from the battlefield?"
Mo Xiangyi also said softly:
"Xiaobai, why did you throw us?"
Xiaobai just snorted coldly and turned to look at the battlefield.
Huang Huang hit his head with his palm and looked at Xiaobai who was losing his temper for no reason. When he saw a yellow-brown burnt spot on Xiaobai's body, a vague memory appeared in his mind.
He really wanted to ask Xiaobai what happened, but the awkward atmosphere made him don't know how to speak.
He silently walked to Xiaobai's side, and happened to hear Xiaobai say:
"The battle begins!"
…
Yiran, who chopped thunder with sword energy and eradicated mental pollution with sword intent, walked firmly towards the divine tempered fruit tree step by step.
After discovering that his mental pollution had failed, the Divine Tempered Fruit Tree also began to neigh.
Countless thick roots broke through the shackles of the earth, raising the already fifty-foot tall divine tempered fruit tree to a full hundred feet.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."
As the roots continued to hammer the earth, its complete figure finally appeared in everyone's eyes.
Looking at the figure that was one hundred and fifty feet tall, Wuye, who was thirty miles away, opened his mouth in a circle.
Mo Xiangyi suppressed her inner discomfort and whispered:
"What kind of monster is it?"
The original vitality of the divine tempered fruit tree no longer shows any trace of it, and the violent and gloomy aura corrodes the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into black.
A huge, ferocious withered face appeared at the bottom of the tree trunk, and the countless thick twisted roots were its true body.
"The most precious treasure of heaven and earth is the divine quenching fruit, which can wash away the gods and cut down the marrow. All potentials and bottlenecks will be turned into illusions!"
The ugly withered face opened its mouth again, and the trance-inducing scream came from the mouth of the withered face.
Yiran frowned and looked at the ferocious figure in front of him, disgust spreading in his heart:
"Polluting the soul and devouring it, it turns out you are the Abyss Demonic Tree!"
Yiran's figure disappeared instantly, and Yiran, who activated the "Spiritual Fish Leap Abyss", crossed hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.
But when he came to the abyss demon tree and slashed it with his sword, a dark golden thunder suddenly crashed into the world.
Even Yiran didn't expect that Tianjie would choose to make a sneak attack.
The terrifying speed of arrival enveloped Yiran before he could make any defense.
Yiran, who had just cut off dozens of roots with his sword, felt a sense of numbness spread throughout his body, and a faint burnt smell entered his nose.
Yiran endured the severe pain and growled:
"Tianxin body!"
Strong muscles bulged under Yiran's white robe, and the hot breath spread around Yiran.
Although the dark golden thunder is extremely fast, it is not powerful enough to pose a threat to Yi Yi.
As the golden thunder gradually dissipated, the numbness gradually lessened, but just when Yiran was about to use his true energy to shake the paralysis away, the roots of the Abyss Demonic Tree were already roaring towards Yiran.
"Bang!"
"Rumble..."
There were two roars in succession, and the earth collapsed instantly. Cracks like spider webs spread directly for ten miles, and the rolling dust obscured the vision of everyone in the distance.
Mo Xiangyi exclaimed:
"Iran!"
Then she transformed into Dao Gang and was about to fly in the direction of Yi Ran, but as soon as she took off, Xiao Bai blocked her in front of her.
"Even if the tree's realm reaches the imperial level, an attack of that level would not be able to hurt him at all."
"Don't forget, this is his choice. He wants to stand in front of everyone and kill the emperor-level monster tree while resisting the catastrophe!"
Mo Xiangyi calmed down under Xiaobai's persuasion, but there was still a little worry in his eyes.
Although Xiaobai said it lightly, Mo Xiangyi actually knew it very well.
If Ji Mingyue had received such a blow without any resistance before taking the "God Tempered Fruit", his body would have exploded long ago.
Fortunately, Yiran didn't worry them for too long.
In the dust all over the sky, Yiran, as dazzling as the sun, rose slowly. He held the Peach Blossom Sword in his right hand and rubbed his right shoulder with his left hand:
"Is this all you have? You can only scratch my itch."
The Abyss Demonic Tree suddenly roared crazily, and its thick roots hit the ground, causing the already cracked ground to turn into countless fragments and collapse into the ground.
"How dare a small human being provoke this emperor? I will suck your body dry and extract all your essence!"
A hoarse voice came from Ku Lian's mouth, which looked particularly sinister and cruel under the double shroud of calamity clouds and tree shadows.
But Yiran deliberately ignored the Abyss Demonic Tree. He looked up at the calamity cloud covering a twenty-mile radius and said with a smile:
"Heavenly Tribulation actually cooperates with mortal monsters to take action. It seems that compared to monsters, evil people like me are even more intolerable to heaven and earth!"
"It's just that compared to my current strength, breaking through the catastrophe of becoming a god is really vulnerable."
There was a hint of disappointment in Yiran's eyes. He looked at the thick black clouds, sighed and said:
"In that case, I'll kill you first!"
The power of life and the power of killing quickly merged, and the blue and red black lights merged together to form a milky white sword.
The thick black cloud was cut open in an instant, and the catastrophe that represented the power of heaven disappeared.
Yiran saw the milky-white sword that tore open the heavenly calamity, and a feeling of spiritual bliss emerged in his consciousness.
"This sword is called Taiping. It is for peace in the world. Monsters like you are destined to disappear under this sword!"
True energy was continuously injected into the sword, and the slightly illusory sword became solid again and slashed towards the abyss demon tree.
The Abyss Demonic Tree seemed to feel the threat of death. Half of its roots were entangled together, turning into a giant spear a hundred feet long and stabbing towards the milky white sword.
The hundred-foot giant spear exuding the black energy of death collided with the milky-white sword, and the whole world began to shake.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."
The layers of roots were peeled off in the collision, but the milky-white Jian Gang moved forward indomitably.
The black energy was gradually assimilated by the white light, and the hundred-foot giant spear instantly turned into fly ash.
Yi Ran stood in front of the withered face with the peach blossom sword in his hand, and pierced the peach blossom sword with the milky white sword into the forehead of the withered face bit by bit.
The already ferocious withered face became even more uglier, the thick roots began to wither, the bright red "God Tempered Fruit" began to wither, and the life fluctuations completely dissipated in this imperial-level demon tree.
When the huge body of the Abyss Demonic Tree was completely annihilated, a spherical object appeared in Yiran's hand.
It was constantly contracting and beating, like a beating but still alive heart. What was even more disgusting was that there was even an ugly withered face imprinted on it.
Yiran frowned and looked at the ugly fruit, then silently put it into the jade box and put it into the space ring.
Of course, the Abyss Demonic Tree will not bear any divine tempered fruit, it is just a fake created by its huge spiritual power.
And this ugly fruit like a heart is the essence of the Abyss Demonic Tree!
Some people died, but not completely...
