1418 This Tree… Has a Mind of its Own! (1)

Ferya’s expression froze when she heard w.a.n.g Teng’s belittling.

This b.a.s.t.a.r.d!

She almost got killed because of him, yet he was still teasing her.

However, she had to admit that his s.p.a.ce skill was impressive. They had been attacked all of a sudden, but he managed to escape unscathed.

She had to concede in that aspect.

Not even her Light Bolt could compare in this situation.

Five-element Physique, light talent, s.p.a.ce talent… the more she discovered, the greater Ferya’s bewilderment.

She didn’t want to admit it, but his talent had surpa.s.sed hers.

Who on earth is he?

A person with such talent must have an extraordinary ident.i.ty.

…

The grand elder and the others had just gone back to their homes in the tribe below when they heard the terrifying explosions up on Mount Saint. They rushed out once again.

“What just happened?” The grand elder looked appalled while staring toward the mountain.

The mist was dense but they could see the harsh fluorescent light underneath, which pierced through spikes on a porcupine.

The mist churned, as if a large hand were stirring it frantically.

“Did something happen to w.a.n.g Teng and Ferya?” Rong Li was aghast. He felt worried.

“d.a.m.n it, we can’t do anything.” Rong Shan and the other chiefs were restless, but couldn’t do anything. They clenched their fists tightly.

w.a.n.g Teng had helped many times; they already viewed him as one of their own. It was only natural to be worried about his safety.

The explosion subsided. Numerous guardians choosing to self-destruct at the same time was frightening. The impact covered a huge area.

Normal warriors would die in such a scenario. There would be no path for them to escape.

Unfortunately for the guardians, they met w.a.n.g Teng and Ferya, two freaks.

The mist continued to spiral around the mountain peak. The explosion was unable to blow it away.

That was enough to prove how dense it was.

w.a.n.g Teng and Ferya floated in the air with frowns on their faces.

The guardians were still part of the light velvet people. It was saddening to see them self-detonate and die.

“Someone was controlling them, that’s why they exploded.” Ferya was furious. “Who could be so vicious?”

w.a.n.g Teng had made the same guess. Suddenly, a thought emerged; he scanned his s.p.a.ce Fragment with spiritual power and heaved a sigh of relief, realizing that the captured guardians were unaffected.

“We’ll know after going up there.” w.a.n.g Teng scoffed and said, “Does it think it can stop us with self-destruction? What a joke!”

The young pair exchanged glances and reached a consensus.

They would have a temporary truce so they could solve the matter at hand.

They were bound by common hatred after witnessing the deaths of the light velvet people.

Both turned into rays of light and sped towards the peak again.

Mist began to thin down after some time. w.a.n.g Teng’s eyes lit up; they were getting closer to the peak. He then accelerated.

Ferya followed closely.

All the guardians seemed to have died from the self-destruction en ma.s.se; no one else tried to stop them.

A few breaths later—the two sprung out of the mist and finally reached the peak.

Thud!

w.a.n.g Teng landed, making a soft sound.

Ferya landed beside him, and intently scanned their surroundings.

They were surprised by the environment they found.

The peak didn’t look dangerous; on the contrary, it looked like heaven. There was a faint mist hanging in the air, with all kinds of strange and unique vegetation growing everywhere. Other than that, there were no other living creatures, making the place seem exceptionally silent.

An enormous spiritual tree stood before them, on the steep rocks. Thick roots laid exposed, clinging firmly onto the mountain walls and plunging right to its foundation. Branches flourished and grew under the sun; the trunk was firm and powerful, as if aiming to break free from the chains of fate.

So far, it could be considered a normal tree.

However, based on what the young duo could see, the tree was producing a faint white light—holy, n.o.ble, and inviolable.

There were white patterns on the branches, which seemed to have developed naturally thanks to the power of heaven and earth, making the tree look divine.

If one were to look carefully, it would be evident that the leaves also had thin white patterns; all of them were emitting a soft glow.

It was an extraordinary tree!

“Is this the Tree of Light?” Ferya asked after some hesitation. She was in awe.

w.a.n.g Teng didn’t reply. Instead, he activated his Real Eye and looked at the tree.

A light figure was curled up inside, swaddled in gentle white light like a newborn baby.

“It’s you!” w.a.n.g Teng smiled.

That was the figure found within the ‘seeds’.

The figure sensed w.a.n.g Teng’s gaze and extended its body. A light golden pair of eyes were trained in w.a.n.g Teng’s direction. Their gazes collided; a stern and fierce voice echoed in w.a.n.g Teng’s mind.

“How dare you!”

An oppressive spiritual attack moved along with the shout, cras.h.i.+ng into w.a.n.g Teng’s spiritual body.

“Hmph!” The young man snorted. His Nine Treasures PaG.o.da glowed brightly with a golden color as it suppressed the attack.

The figure recognized the aggressor. Her voice was laced with a tinge of anger.

“It’s you!”