Chapter 159: Many Monsters in Nanxiang!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
There were trees within the Black Mist Zone as well.
However, Amos and the others had never seen such a strange large tree before!
These trees reached a height of over three hundred meters, piercing the sky. Even when the members of the Black Feather tribe were flying, they only reached the same height as the crown of the Mother Tree.
It was precisely because they were at the same level that they could clearly see the densely packed heads on the treetop—99% of them were the heads of lizardmen!
When Amos and the others found the Mother Tree, the Mother Tree naturally saw them.
As the countless heads opened their eyes in unison, more than 300,000 gazes swept over from all directions, sending a chill down Amos and the others’ spines.
“What the hell is this thing!?”
A plant? Only in appearance.
Creature? Never seen a creature with such a form…
Amidst Amos and the others’ confusion, the Mother Tree spoke,
“Why are all of you here?”
Amos and the others ignored the Mother Tree.
They whispered among themselves.
“We can be sure that this thing is behind the deaths of Amang and the others!”
“Should we seek revenge or not?”
“That depends on how powerful this thing is.”
“So how strong is this thing exactly?”
It was impossible to tell.
After all, the Mother Tree did not have a level.
As they chatted, Alder suddenly took out a crystal from his pocket.h
Activating it with source power, one could see the crystal emitting a faint light. The light pointed at the Mother Tree.
The expressions of the Black FeatherTribe members instantly darkened.
“It’s the Tribulation Transcender…”
“This thing is a Tribulation Transcender!!”
Indeed, strictly speaking, the Mother Tree was also a Tribulation Transcender. As natives of Nanxiang, whether they were human, zombies, or even these strange creatures like the Mother Tree, they were all Tribulation Transcenders.
“Moreover…” Alder pondered for a moment before continuing, “Its reaction is very intense. It seems that we can extract more than one drop of blood essence from this thing.”
After Alder spoke, greedy glints appeared in the eyes of the Black Feather Tribe members!
This was a treasure trove…
There was no need for further discussion and Amos immediately made a decision.
“Kill it!”
There seemed to be an irreconcilable fundamental conflict between the Tribulation Transcenders and the indigenous creatures of the Black Mist Zone. In addition, Amos and the others could not tell the level of the Mother Tree at all.
All of this led Amos to make a prompt decision to attack.
Although the appearance of the Mother Tree seemed terrifying, in the Black Mist Zone, looking fearsome did not necessarily equate to being powerful. After all, strength was something you could not judge until you faced it head-on.
Moreover, was Amos a weakling?
Definitely not.
A Level 9 Physique Realm expert was only slightly weaker than a few people in the nearby area.
All these factors led Amos to make the decision to attack.
It was an extremely misguided decision!
The moment the Mother Tree sensed the killing intent, it also moved.
Underground, the undulating fungi carpet exploded.
A massive black dragon with the head of a lizardman but dozens of meters long suddenly darted out of the ground. It let out a terrifying roar at the sky.
This roar was like a bucket of cold water pouring over the heads of the Black Feather Tribe members.
Looking at the familiar body, Amos let out an off-key scream, “Dragon spirit!
How could it possibly be the Dragon Spirit!!”
An eruption of violent frost breath instantly gushed out, turning the entire valley silvery-white!
In the silvery-white light, Amos and his group were instantly frozen and completely lost their lives!
“Weakling!”
The Mother Tree sneered and then waved its roots, swallowing Amos and his companions into the fungi carpet.
The genetic samples and memories belonging to Amos and the others rapidly fused into the Mother Tree’s body.
That night, Simba hesitantly arrived at the foot of the Mother Tree.
Looking at the tall Mother Tree that towered into the clouds, Simba really did not know how to react at this moment.
Back then, it had reached a cooperative agreement with the Mother Tree. Both sides supported and assisted each other in the Black Mist Zone.
Although Simba was goofy, it still took promises seriously.
In the early days of entering the Black Mist Zone, the Mother Tree had no combat strength. Simba had carried the Mother Tree while running and protecting it. In the early stages of the Mother Tree’s growth, it captured exotic beasts to nourish the Mother Tree—a sort of startup fund it provided to the Mother Tree.
And now, in just fifteen days, the Mother Tree had already grown to its current state—Simba was somewhat worried that the Mother Tree would burn the bridges.
“I won’t.”
A branch slowly extended in front of Simba. The head on the branch spoke softly to Simba.
At this moment, the Mother Tree’s voice was very gentle, “Thank you for the help you’ve provided me. I’ll always remember your kindness, Lian Jie, and Aunt Xu.”
“Oh, by the way, this is a Source Power Skill called the Black Feather Breathing Technique. I’ll give it to you now as a token of my gratitude for your past help.”
“Of course, this is only a portion. If you continue to follow me, I’ll give you more in the future!”
“And someday, when 1 become the ruler of the Black Mist Zone, the few of you will be my closest and most trusted… subordinates.”
Simba did not know how much of the Mother Tree’s words were sincere and and how much were pretense.
Simba had no choice but to listen – after all, the Black Mist Zone was too dangerous. It was better to ride the Mother Tree’s coattails than to roam around the area.
After that, the Mother Tree continued, “I’ve discovered some interesting things from the memories of these people.”
“They call us Tribulation Transcenders, and this term is related to an incident called the Heaven Ascension Stairs… Well, let’s not talk about this for the time being.”
After absorbing the memories of Amos and the others, the Mother Tree knew many things.
But upon careful consideration, these things had little to do with Simba and the others, so there was no need to say more.
“What’s more important is another matter… Lu Ming.”
Hearing the name “Lu Ming”, Simba suddenly raised its head, a hint of fear in its eyes.
Lu Ming = monster.
This equation was deeply ingrained in Simba’s mind.
The Mother Tree continued tirelessly, “Lu Ming has already arrived at the Black Mist Zone, and killed a group of Black Feather Tribe members 15 days ago.”
“I don’t know the detailed battle results. I’m also unsure of how strong Lu Ming is now. The only thing 1 can confirm is that Lu Ming’s location isn’t far from us.”
At the end of its speech, there was a tremor in its voice…
Simba was afraid of Lu Ming, and so was the Mother Tree!
Even with the power of the Dragon Spirit replication at its disposal, who knew what Lu Ming was like now?
That guy was a monster!
Even the Mother Tree thought so!
And monsters were not subject to common sense!
“So I think we should move farther away.”
“Get as far away from Lu Ming as possible!”
Simba immediately nodded. “That’s a good decision. I support it!”
The Mother Tree continued, “I’ve also thought of a new destination. Let’s head to the Black Feather Tribe! We’ll pass through the territory of the Dragon Spirit along the way—I’ll just devour it and digest it, and then we’ll go to the Black Feather tribe! I’ll turn them all into nutrients for me! Then we’ll see how things go, whether we’ll settle temporarily there or run even farther.”
Simba nodded again, like a chick pecking at grains.
It couldn’t agree more with the Mother Tree’s strategy—basically, it all boiled down to one thing, stay far away from Lu Ming! It was best not to meet him in this lifetime!
Amidst the violent upheavals of the earth, the Mother Tree pulled out its roots from the ground.
The roots turned into tree-like legs and the Mother Tree strode in the opposite direction of Lu Ming—towards the location of the Black Feather Tribe.
Following behind it were Simba, Lianjie, and Xu Rufang.
Meanwhile, that evening, Lu Ming, who had finished a day of cultivation, was counting the time with his fingers.
“According to the time, the people from the Black Feather Tribe should be arriving soon…”