NOVPUBBut since he encountered it here, it doesn’t mean there’s no chance.
Perhaps he can find someone to help.
His gaze flashed, and Zhang Xuan slightly swayed and appeared again within the Suspended Realm.
"Master!"
Seeing his appearance, Frost Demon Lord hurried to welcome him.
"Come, I’ll help you forge a new body!"
Zhang Xuan smiled slightly and reached out, instantly bringing the Bodhi Saint Tree he had snatched in front of him.
With a finger pointing, the huge tree crown fell off and was chopped into dozens of round logs.
Casually pulling out one, he used his finger as a knife, and moments later carved it into a Mystical Puppet again, allowing Frost Demon Lord’s soul to enter it, temporarily restoring its form.
"Thank you, master!"
Frost Demon Lord was full of respect, his admiration genuine.
Owning an Ancient Bodhi Tree, crafting Mystical Puppets seemed easy, but in reality, each puppet was invaluable and not available in the market.
Having lost his Essence Pill meant he had little value left, yet the other party was willing to continually assist in rebuilding his body... Even the former leader, Blood Venerate Demon Emperor, couldn’t have done that.
"No need for thanks..."
Zhang Xuan smiled faintly, "Helping you reshape your corpse is an important task I need you to perform!"
Seeing his smile, the newly-born affection in the depths of his heart instantly dissipated, and Frost Demon Lord looked over cautiously.
Zhang Xuan said, "It’s simple... Take this Bodhi Saint Tree out and burn it!"
"Burn?"
Frost Demon Lord nearly fainted on the spot.
Not to mention the Bodhi Saint Tree is the main material for crafting Mystical Puppets, its status in the Buddhist Sect is unparalleled; once stolen, Buddha might be angry but can hold back, but if burned...
It’s estimated that heaven and earth will not forgive.
"Exactly!"
Zhang Xuan nodded.
"What about these Bodhi fruits..." Frost Demon Lord looked over.
Though the ancient tree seemed like a plucked phoenix due to the cuts, the fruits were still there, densely packed, numbering in dozens.
"Collect!"
Zhang Xuan looked over, grabbed them from the air, causing all Bodhi fruits to fall into his palm; the next moment, where the fruits originally existed, appeared clusters of bright red fruits again.
Frost Demon Lord was dumbfounded.
"I just used the Creator’s ability to manifest them, they merely resemble, while barely having efficacy... Since it’s all for burning, why waste the fruits..."
Zhang Xuan smiled.
"This... Alright!"
Seeing him truly intent on burning, Frost Demon Lord, though unclear of the purpose, could only nod and agree.
The little goodwill born earlier quickly vanished without a trace.
"Let’s go!"
After explaining all the details, Zhang Xuan returned to the Ten Directions Demon Realm.
By this time, Soul Evil Demon Emperor and Feng Yuanping’s battle was already in full swing, neither side giving in.
"You stay here with my spatial energy, awaiting my command, then burn the Bodhi Saint Tree... I’ll come to fetch you later."
Placing Frost Demon Lord in a mountain recess, Zhang Xuan instructed.
"Okay!" The Demon Lord nodded, cautiously wrapping the ancient tree with strength, fearing detection by the fighting parties.
Zhang Xuan’s heart suddenly raced, immense strength circulated throughout him, turning him into a shadow rushing towards the direction of Blue Butterfly Spirit.
"Can’t advance further..."
Soon, he stopped over ten miles away from Blue Butterfly Spirit, unable to advance further.
He’s close to the battle’s core, moving closer will definitely alert the duo, potentially losing artifacts and possibly life.
After all, these are two Pseudo Immortals of Bodhisattva Realm, either one can easily crush him into pulp.
"Ignite it!"
Knowing the longer he waits, the easier he’ll be noticed, Zhang Xuan didn’t hesitate, transmitting sound to his mind.
"Alright!"
Frost Demon Lord responded, immediately removing the power shrouding Bodhi Saint Tree, exposing it outside, simultaneously a scorching red lotus abruptly appeared and ignited.
As for artifacts like Bodhi Saint Tree, ordinary flame wouldn’t leave the slightest mark even if burnt for three days and nights, Red Lotus Karma Fire is different!
As the life flame of Red Flame Demon Monarch, after the former was slain by Zhang Xuan, the inferno was successfully refined; now summoned, it’s like blazing lava.
Even with Bodhi Saint Tree being nourished by Buddha Power throughout the years, it couldn’t hold out for too long, within just over ten breaths, it began to wither, leaves fell one after another.
Above, the battling duo continued their intense clash, fierce waves of intent colliding continually.
"Wind Hall Master, I discovered this Blue Butterfly Spirit, why are you snatching it, have you no shame?"
"You discovered it first, so it’s yours? Soul Evil Demon Emperor, how childish can you be?"
"Although this spirit herb isn’t weak, for someone of your caliber, it has little effect, why risk fighting me for it?"
"I recently found an inheritor of the Soul’s Heavenly Destiny, about to breakthrough, this is most suitable for him..."
"You shameless bastard, disgrace your ancestors!"
"Disgrace your ancestors, screw your mother!"
Who said combat masters don’t curse? Anyone privy to their soul intent will find they curse filthier than street vixens...
Actually, cursing is an attack technique; a barrage can unbalance a foe, causing tactical blunders.
But cultivation at their levels means a state of wandering like a calm sea, even vulgar curses barely ripple the mind.
They curse merely because it feels satisfying.
"River of Destiny!"
During the shouting, both summoned their River of Destiny.
One is the Soul’s Heavenly Destiny, the other the Soul’s Heavenly Destiny, two rivers merging deep in Phantasm Space, appearing rooted together.
"It is... god!"
Zhang Xuan realized.
Both Soul’s Heavenly Destiny and Soul’s Heavenly Destiny reached Tier 2, yet their roots are singular, within a Hongyuan Tier-1 Empire’s Divine Heavenly Destiny!
This Divine Heavenly Destiny doesn’t mean deity, but soul, spirit, the secret sea of stamina.
A person and a demon, sharing the same Origin.
No wonder they fight as equals, indistinguishable in strength.
Rumble!
The battling duo remains fiercely engaged, cursing interchangeably; suddenly felt powerful energy fluctuations, they turned simultaneously to see an ancient tree a short distance away, quietly suspended, engulfed by a red Karma Fire, evaporating moisture, gradually wilting.
"Is this... The Buddhist Sect’s Bodhi Saint Tree? How did it end up here?"
Both were stunned in place, utterly bewildered.
Who doesn’t know the Bodhi Tree is Buddha’s prized treasure, burning here is beckoning Buddha, who did this?
