Qin Zhen's current state was very obvious. The power of his Martial Spirit had exceeded his strength by too much, causing his body to lose balance and faint.
What Yang Qingxuan needed to do was to help Qin Zhen suppress his Martial Spirit.
Otherwise, Qin Zhen would most likely be devoured by the Martial Spirit and become a servant or nourishment for the Five Skandha Tree until his death.
With Yang Qingxuan's help, the soul shadow of the Five Skandha Tree gradually became peaceful. The branches swayed gently, the leaves swayed, and the golden light dots were like eyes. Among the luxuriant branches and leaves, there was a clear radiance that constantly washed out the cloud-like light. It was very beautiful and gentle.
Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan looked at each other and let out a sigh of relief, revealing a knowing smile.
All of a sudden, a branch swung down and rose up like a whip. It drew a line in the air, and a faint murderous aura was revealed under the auspicious and peaceful light of the tree.
Zi Yuan shouted, "Qing Xuan, be careful!"
Yang Qingxuan's divine sense was sharper than Zi Yuan's, and he had already sensed that something was wrong. The branch drew a line in the air and released a circle of yellow-green radiance, which enveloped Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He helped Qin Zhen suppress his Martial Spirit and offended it. He didn't expect the Martial Spirit to give birth to divine sense and attack people directly.
Zi Yuan was furious and was about to use his Martial Spirit to suppress it.
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Don't!"
If the Five Skandha Tree was suppressed, it would definitely backfire on Qin Zhen and cause unpredictable consequences.
Yang Qingxuan withdrew one of his hands and made a gesture in the air. He pointed at the Five Skandha Tree.
A circle of white radiance spread out under his fingertips. It was the pure heart sutra of the Tai Qing Jade Scroll.
"Bang!"
The branch hit the white radiance and was repelled.
The power of the finger also dissipated at the same time.
However, the Five Skandha Tree shook violently in an instant, as if it was venting its dissatisfaction and manic emotions. A large amount of murderous aura emerged from the branches and leaves. Countless vines like snakes attacked the two of them.
"Ah!"
Qin Zhen suddenly let out a blood-curdling scream, his face contorted in pain. Blood began to seep out from his eyes and ears.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. His left hand struck out several palms in the air. Streams of water and wind appeared, repelling the thousands of branches.
He sat there cross-legged, unable to move his body. He had to continuously channel his True Yuan into Qin Zhen's body to help him suppress his Martial Spirit.
Otherwise, it was very likely that Qin Zhen would die under the Five Skandha Tree's rampage.
On Zi Yuan's side, tens of thousands of branches lashed down like snakes and whips. They fell beside Zi Yuan one after another, but not a single one hit him.
Zi Yuan's face was cold, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a sneer.
The Five Skandha Tree seemed to be stunned for a moment, and its branches shook even more violently. Countless leaves suddenly burst out and shot toward the Zi Yuan.
These leaves were all condensed from soul power and weren't real.
Otherwise, any part of the Skandha Tree would contain the Skandha Dao Energy, making it a priceless treasure.
Zi Yuan roared angrily, and a sword shadow shot out from between his eyebrows. It hung upside down in front of him and spun continuously. It spread the power of a sacred weapon and formed a boundary.
However, under the bombardment of tens of thousands of soul power, the boundary of the Elegy Sword was shattered.
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Zi Yuan, quickly retreat!"
Zi Yuan was shocked. He knew that if he stayed, he would be a burden. He grabbed the sacred sword and retreated out of the room.
Countless soul leaves shot out, but not a single one landed on him.
Yang Qingxuan could clearly feel the Five Skandha Tree's anger. His eyes suddenly widened as he stared at the sprouts. Countless jade-green rays of light were circulating, and a fluorescent dot was rapidly enlarging. It actually condensed into a crystal-like fruit.
"Five Skandha Fruit?!"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He had a real Five Skandha Fruit on him, so he naturally recognized it at a glance.
However, these Five Skandha Fruits were all condensed from soul light. They floated down from the tree and revolved above him and Qin Zhen.
Every Fruit of Soul contained a ruthless and terrifying power. It was as if each of them was an explosive.
"Damn it!"
Yang Qingxuan's face darkened, and anger flashed in his eyes.
He glanced at Qin Zhen with his Fiery Eyes and said, "Teacher Qin Zhen, bear with it!"
Murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He grabbed at the air with his left hand, and a transparent and colorless light lit up with a bang, illuminating the entire room.
The Fruit of Soul froze in the air as if it had sensed an extremely terrifying power. It didn't dare to fall down.
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "I gave you face, but you don't want it. Then go to hell!"
The flame in the center of his five fingers soared into the air. He formed a fire art and directly slapped at the Five Skandha Tree.
"Boom!"
The Soul Tree swayed with all its might. Those spinning Fruits of Soul exploded one by one under the burning of the heart flame. They turned into tyrannical soul power, and in an instant, the entire secret room was blown away!
Countless stones and soil crumbled, and the entire mountain shook violently.
Just as Zi Yuan, Qing Buli, and the others were shocked, a dot of green light washed out from the explosion. It continued to expand until the world was clear.
"Ah! That's —! "
Everyone outside the secret room, except for Zi Yuan, was dumbfounded and petrified on the spot.
Inside the broken heart flame, a dot of green light rippled out, illuminating the sky like a mirror.
The Five Skandha Tree sat in the center of the Heaven and Earth Lake. It became stable under the burning of the heart flame. Its roots stretched out obediently, and it absorbed the energy between heaven and earth. The entire tree grew dozens of times bigger in an instant, and covered the entire mountain peak.
…
Outside Dream Spirit City, at the foot of the mountain range between Yuxu Faction and Tian Cong Martial Club, hundreds of people gathered.
They were all waiting aimlessly.
They didn't dare to go up the mountain, but they also didn't want to leave.
They wanted to wait for new developments and see if they could get some benefits.
They were all bored, guessing the identity of the man with the green teeth and ghost mask, and discussing the women of different races in the world.
And more and more people like them were coming from Dream Spirit City.
Suddenly, more than ten experts were startled and raised their heads to look at the sky.
A fat warrior suddenly shrank his neck and said, "Why do I suddenly feel a bit cold? Am I hallucinating?"
Someone exclaimed, "It's not a hallucination. Look at the sky!"
The sky became exceptionally dark. Inky clouds surged, and violent winds poured down. A figure quietly appeared beside them.
Hundreds of people looked over at the same time. They were all shocked by the aura of the person in front of them.
That person rolled his eyes like a dead person. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a late stage True Glimpse Stage martial cultivator. His withered and old hand grabbed that late stage True Glimpse Stage martial cultivator's neck and asked sternly, "Where's Mao Hong?"
His voice was extremely hoarse, like stones grinding against each other, making people's hearts palpitate.
The person who was grabbed by him was a late-stage True Glimpse Stage Martial Cultivator. He couldn't fight back at all. He looked at the enlarged and distorted face with difficulty. His whole body was cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He only felt that he was shrouded by death. After recognizing that the person was wearing the Mao Clan's robe, he didn't want to fight back at all.
"He was, he was, he was killed."
That person suddenly tightened his big hand and said with a ferocious face, "Who killed him?"
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