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Chapter 1115 - 700: Perhaps Kunlun
"Whoosh~"The Spirit Branch swiftly traversed, landing on Du Yu’s shoulder. An ancient voice echoed in his mind, "Du Yu."
"Yes." Du Yu responded with a deep voice.
Divine Tree: "I sense her despair, her agony, but Du Yu... delay invites changes."
"Understood!" Du Yu tightly gripped the handle of the Fire Age Axe.
He had never planned to sit by and watch. Currently, the efficiency of his senior brother and sister in chopping trees was somewhat slow.
If conditions allowed, Du Yu would certainly prefer to let his sister personally take vengeance on her enemy.
But as the Divine Tree continues to suffer, Du Yu must join the chopping sequence to hasten the pace of chopping.
Bottomless Pit, blood sea and corpse mountain.
Countless soldiers and endless Demon Beasts tread upon the still-warm corpses of Cold Beasts. All around, Demon Souls flutter erratically, like lingering spirits.
The pungent smell of blood stimulated Du Yu’s nerves.
At this moment, Du Yu’s mind was set!
Leave the final small section of the Cold Tree Root for his sister, letting her deliver the fatal blow.
As for the rest... I will handle it!
"Huff~"
The Fire Age Axe gently trembled, igniting with crimson flames.
Du Yu struck down onto the Cold Tree Root, stepping through the puddle of blood accumulated in the pit, splashing a spray of blood.
Under countless watchful eyes, Du Yu raised the axe fiercely.
Above the Fire Age Axe, a hundred-meter-long illusory War Axe manifested in the world!
The pitch-black Void Axe was entwined with a spiraling white pattern, and from its expansive blade edge, sharp cold rays emanated.
Imposing, awe-inspiring!
"Thunk~" In his mind, a delicate voice suddenly emerged—it was small and light.
Little Fen Yang nervously clenched her hands, seemingly providing sound effects for Du Yu’s ax-swinging motion?
The little one with her wide eyes, her nervous little expression, paired with her tiny voice, appeared very charming and adorable.
And her dear Du Yu did not let her down.
"THUNK!!!"
The Fire Age Axe swung heavily, the axe blade directly hitting the Cold Tree Root.
"Screech!"
The illusory axe shadow sliced fiercely, tearing a hundred-meter-long crack on the cold tree root tightly lying against the ground!
"Buzz..."
The Cold Tree Root gently trembled; under extreme pain, even its struggling amplitude increased slightly.
Not far away, Emperor Qing’s hand naturally hung down, twisting a thin Spirit Branch between her jade-like fingers.
The woman seemed to be playing with the Divine Tree, but her thoughts were entirely focused on her disciple.
This time, the Cold Tree cannot pierce through Du Yu’s head again.
The Jade Gourd had already been pocketed by her, becoming her Spiritual Artifact; Emperor Qing naturally controls everything within the Jade Gourd.
Moreover, Spirit Branches accompany Du Yu’s rear and flanks, ready for any need.
"Hmm~" Little Fen Yang made two fists with her delicate hands, holding them in front of her face, against her chin.
Her large orange eyes shined, uncertainly towards happiness, fulfillment, or wish fulfilled.
A multitude of emotions mixed together, exciting her immeasurably, making it feel like her heart could leap out.
She couldn’t help but call softly: "Du Yu..."
Du Yu chuckled inwardly: "More than half a month ago, we just chopped down a Cold Tree; I thought you might adapt a bit."
Little Fen Yang murmured: "No matter how many times we chop, we’ll never get used to it."
Speaking this, Little Fen Yang’s emotions plunged dramatically, her expression sorrowful, eyelids lowered: "No matter how many trees we chop, she won’t come back."
Du Yu opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.
Joy and happiness can turn into grief and anguish in an instant.
Du Yu placed a hand on the broad wound of the Cold Tree Root, tracing the marks of tearing, stepping on the blood-stained corpse-covered ground, heading south.
The harm brought by the Youhan Tree to the world, there’s no living spirit that can escape.
Jiang Feng’s trembling body in the far distance was a grief-stricken human under the Cold Tree.
The murmuring in Little Fen Yang was a Beast Race whose body fell and Demon Soul left incomplete, killed by the Cold Tree.
The illusory axe shadow in hand was a Spiritual Artifact that had experienced emotional collapse for years under the severe impact of the Cold Tree.
And the Ashen Arrows in the distant Xuena City, raging against the Bottomless Abyss day and night—its memory of the original owner’s face was blurry, only recalling the abyss that took everything from it.
"Yes! It’s all me, Du Yu!"
Du Yu’s hand followed the Cold Tree Root’s torn wound forward, as an insidious voice also imprinted into Du Yu’s mind.
Youhan Tree: "I did it! Haha, hahaha! Yes! It’s all my doing!"
Youhan Tree did not know Du Yu’s specific thoughts, after all, Du Yu did not communicate with the opposite party, but Youhan Tree could sense his emotions.
His hatred, his fury.
Youhan Tree sneered insidiously: "I assure you, Du Yu, I will bestow more upon this world.
I will also bestow you, even more!"
"Ha." Du Yu snorted coldly, striding with large steps.
I have heard enough of your harsh words.
Apart from barking like a mad dog, you don’t seem to do much else.
"Du! Yu!"
Youhan Tree’s mind suddenly exploded!
Its sinister laugh was replaced by a vicious shout.
Because this time, Du Yu didn’t hide his thoughts; he conveyed everything he thought to the Youhan Tree.
About mad dogs, about barking.
"You think you can truly harm me."
"You think, by chopping down mere two branches, you and your tail-wagging, begging Divine Tree can win, right?"
"You think... Du Yu! Answer me!"
The last sentence sounded as if squeezed out from the teeth, icy cold to the extreme.
Du Yu, however, lightly withdrew his hand, saying nothing, without any thoughts.
The wound on the Cold Tree Root had reached its end.
Due to the colossal size of the Cold Tree Stump, resembling a slightly arched wall, Du Yu’s standing position even allowed him to see his senior brother freezing the tree root in the distance.
Du Yu gazed toward the distance, speaking deeply: "Void, watch the distance, don’t shred my brother apart."
Immediately, a silhouette of a robe-covered figure appeared all over Du Yu.
Void’s expression was solemn, always dependable and reliable: "Master, rest assured."
"Good." Du Yu tightly grasped the Fire Age Axe with both hands.
"Huff!!!" In an instant, the Bamboo Axe exploded with flames, fire light soaring!
Since its birth and entry into the world, the main combat target of the Fire Age Axe has been the world’s top beings, even the creator of a civilization—the Youhan Tree.
At this moment, though the Fire Age Axe was Emperor Grade, its mind and spirit far surpassed ordinary Emperor Grade Demon Soldiers.
Continuing like this, Du Yu firmly believes that the Fire Age Axe is not far from becoming a Holy Soldier!
"Hoo~"
The Fire Age Axe swung, casting a flaming moon, and the illusory axe shadow tore through with a horrific rift.
Fu Jianzhou’s body stiffened, his heart stopped!
Even though the spatial rift was a full 20 meters away from him, the terrifying energy surging within still made Fu Jianzhou shudder!
"Gulp." Fu Jianzhou’s Adam’s apple moved rhythmically as he sensed the breath of death so close to him.
So close...
Suddenly, a giant mud hand swept Fu Jianzhou aside, and the Mud Giant half-knelt on the ground, clutching the Lion Bone Saber in the other hand, viciously thrusting forward.
The blade edge pierced into the frost, cutting left and right, tirelessly tearing through the Cold Tree Root.
Vent it?
There might be an element of that.
But more so, it was because Jiang Feng couldn’t help himself, whether on an emotional level or a physical level.
At a crucial moment of her upgrade, Jiang Feng’s body was uncontrollably trembling violently.
Meaning, Jiang Feng simply couldn’t wield a steady blade; she could only slice back and forth to ensure the Cold Tree Root was cut from the ground.
Everyone present could see Jiang Feng was upgrading, and upgrading to the Demon Taming Emperor Stage!
For the Human Race, an upgrade opportunity is extremely rare, and the window is fleeting.
At times like this, Jiang Feng should withdraw from this mission!
After all, Jiang Feng was no longer a soldier; she had transitioned to become a member of the Twenty-Ninth Bureau.
She should seize the opportunity bestowed by heaven and meticulously maintain the upgrade window; otherwise, she might not have such a chance for a very long time.
She might never advance a single step in her lifetime!
However...
No one persuaded her.
Even Yang Qingqing remained silent, so who could say anything?
"Fu Jian, zhou, go." The trembling mud hand gently pushed Fu Jianzhou, signaling him to continue freezing the tree root.
The Mud Giant half-kneeling on the ground stabbed a blade edge into the ground, struggling to maintain body balance.
Her entire body was shaking, yet her mud eyes were locked onto the Cold Tree Root without a hint of wavering.
Fu Jianzhou trudged forward towards the final 20 meters of the tree wall.
Master Qing did not stop him, and Fu Jianzhou dared not speak.
And the junior brother expressed his support for Jiang Feng through action.
This path, a 20-meter long tree wall, was undoubtedly left by Du Yu specifically for Jiang Feng.
Fu Jianzhou, while deploying the Frost Celestial Bead, gazed forward.
Du Yu’s silhouette had long disappeared, circling in the opposite direction.
Void Axe: "You hate it."
"Hmm?" Du Yu was a bit puzzled, but continued to stride forward.
Void Axe: "This Cold Tree."
"I know you are different from Burning Sun, you are clear-headed, your enemy is not this Cold Tree." Du Yu dragged the Fire Age Axe, speaking in a low voice, "But mine is."
"Find the rift’s end." Void Axe’s words were serious, correcting Du Yu’s thoughts, "The master’s enemy is also Void’s enemy!"
"Alright!" Du Yu didn’t hesitate, nor did he need to hesitate.
He circled back in the opposite direction, finding the end of the Cold Tree Root’s wound.
Void Axe: "Embed the axe into the rift."
Du Yu directly swung the Fire Age Axe, embedding the axe blade heavily into the Cold Tree Root’s wound end.
Void Axe: "Go."
"Go?"
"Go!"
Du Yu furrowed his brow slightly, continuing to drag the Fire Age Axe forward.
And the axe blade embedded in the tree root’s wound end quietly tore open a spatial rift.
As Du Yu moved forward wielding the axe, the spatial rift was gradually torn open, the wound of the Cold Tree Root was also gradually elongated!
Everyone was stunned!
The soldiers only saw Du Yu fiercely swinging the axe, opening the spatial rift suddenly.
But they’ve never seen Du Yu dragging a War Axe, step by step, inch by inch, slicing open the Cold Tree Root’s wound!
Li Mengnan slightly opened her small mouth, eyes wide with astonishment, Lin Shiwei’s eyes sparkled with radiance.
What is true strength?
What is the art of killing one’s heart?
Small knife cutting flesh, steps of lingering death?
The Cold Tree Stump that no one could harm in the slightest was now nothing compared to tofu under the Void Axe Blade.
"Swish..."
Du Yu continued dragging the Fire Age Axe forward, striding boldly, inch by inch slicing open the Cold Tree Root.
Void Axe: "It’s gone mad, the screams are very piercing."
"Ha." Du Yu coldly snorted, striding forward, blood flowers splattering beneath his feet.
Void Axe: "It says today’s humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold."
"Swish..."
Void Axe left a wound, while the Fire Age Axe left a path of fire.
Having circled halfway around, Du Yu saw the Mud Giant again, and the Cold Tree Root before her was only 5 meters long.
Just right.
Du Yu watched as his senior sister lifted the blade edge, with one hand he patted the Cold Tree Root: "Cold Tree, let’s meet next in the Bottomless."
"Du Yu! Du Yu!! How dare you humiliate me! How dare you..."
Du Yu suddenly spoke, returning the words of Youhan Tree from before: "Yes, I did it."
Bottomless Kunlun, I burned you.
Golden Valley Bottomless, I chopped you.
Shiyan Bottomless, I humiliated you again.
Not only returning the words, Du Yu also countered, "I did it all, so what?"
So! What!? What!?
"You! You..." the frenzied, shrill scream vanished instantly.
Not far away the Mud Giant’s twin blades intersected, severing the last link between the Cold Tree Root and the Bottomless Gate.
"Clap."
Du Yu patted the lifeless tree stump, nodding with satisfaction.
Cold Tree, next time we meet...
It might be Kunlun.
Wait for me.