Rumble!
Following the cleansing of the power of the Demon Refinement Scripture, a terrifying power of the curse was awakened from the depths of the Soul-Returning Wood, which transformed into a black mist that seemed illusory and spread outward.
This ball of black mist was only about a foot in size, but it was actually as vast as a universe.
The dust particles contained within the black mist were like planets that had been compressed to their limits, rotating in the void. The weight of a wisp of the black mist was enough to crush a small world!
"I curse..."
At the same time, a blurry face appeared from the depths of the black mist.
It stood high above like a deity, overlooking all living beings. Its enormous figure shrouded the entire universe of the black mist, as it uttered a voice that could destroy the world. Its aura was extremely evil, as if it wanted to curse and destroy all living beings in the world!
Lin Buzheng held the black mist in his hand and stared at the evil face. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
It was as if he was an ant being stared at by a giant dragon. The huge difference in strength and life force between the two caused Lin Buzheng to lose the will to resist.
He felt as if all the light between Heaven and Earth had been extinguished, all the sounds between Heaven and Earth had fallen silent, and all his senses had disappeared. He felt as if he was falling into an immeasurable abyss!
Rumble!
At that moment, the power of the Demon Refinement Scripture suddenly erupted.
A vast and boundless Monarch Might burst out from Lin Buzheng's body like a brilliant galaxy, suppressing the power of the curse, allowing Lin Buzheng's consciousness to return to normal.
Although the power of the curse contained within the Soul-Returning Wood was terrifying and could kill a Quasi-emperor, the power of the Demon Refinement Scripture originated from the Nine Tribulations Demon Emperor, which was the supreme power of a Martial Emperor!
Rumble!
The next moment, the figure of the Nine Tribulations Demon Emperor suddenly appeared on the Demonic Mainland.
His body was over ten thousand zhang tall, and he shouldered the sun and moon on his shoulders. His Emperor aura suppressed the Heavens and Earth.
The illusionary figures of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds revolved around his figure. Billions of living beings worshiped him, while countless demonic deities and demonesses praised him sincerely. Rings of Emperor aura appeared behind him, making his figure appear even more dazzling and supreme, such that no one dared to look at him directly.
Rumble!
In the blink of an eye, the Nine Tribulations Demon Emperor pointed his finger and an extremely terrifying power shot out from Lin Buzheng's mind.
It was as brilliant as the black sun and as bright as the stars.
In an instant, it crossed the boundary between reality and illusion, drawing a bright trail between heaven and earth as it blasted toward the face in the depths of the black fog.
The mysterious black mist along the way collapsed upon contact, and the power of the curse also dissipated. In the end, even the face in the depths of the black mist let out a miserable cry that shook the universe before disappearing.
With a single finger, the entire world of black fog ceased to exist!
This was the power of a Great Emperor, supreme and unparalleled in battle strength. They had long reached the pinnacle of the Martial Dao, and the gap between them and the living beings below the Great Emperor level was unimaginably huge.
Even if the existence that laid down the curse was definitely stronger than a quasi-Emperor, or even infinitely close to a Martial Emperor, it still could not be compared to a true Martial Emperor.
If the Fiend Refinement Scripture wanted to remove the curse, then it wouldn't take much effort at all. A single strike was all that was needed to completely remove it!
Rumble!
The imposing figure in Lin Buzheng's mind faded, the Demonic World Continent disappeared, and the majestic power in his palm also disappeared. His entire person instantly returned to reality from a mysterious state.
Little Grey lay on his shoulder, yawning lazily. There were shops on both sides of the street, and the sound of people hawking their wares rose and fell. People shuttled back and forth, bustling with activity. No one noticed Lin Buzheng's strange state at all.
It was as if everything that Lin Buzheng had just experienced was just an unrealistic illusion in his mind.
The only difference was that what Lin Buzheng held in his hand was no longer a piece of dead wood, but a piece of Spirit Wood that was as long as an arm.
The bark of the tree was bold and strong, and the surface of the tree was dotted with green sprouts. The inside was a fresh light brown color, and it was full of vitality, as if it had just been cut from its original body.
On the cross-section of the tree trunk, there were growth rings that were neatly arranged and full of spirituality.
Lin Buzheng did a rough count and estimated that there were more than a hundred of them.
A Quasi-emperor level World Tree was different from an ordinary tree. Every hundred thousand years, it would only grow a growth ring inside.
There were more than a hundred growth rings on this piece of Soul Returning Wood, which undoubtedly meant that this Soul Returning Tree had been growing in this world for millions of years!
Buzz!
The next moment, Lin Buzheng gently shook the Soul Returning Wood in his hand. Spiritual Qi was dense, and all kinds of mysterious phenomena appeared layer by layer. In an instant, it enveloped the world within a radius of several zhang, as if a divine land had descended.
When the living beings passing by saw this, they were extremely shocked. There was no lack of supreme giants and ancestors of sects who wanted to buy the Soul Returning Wood from Lin Buzheng, but Lin Buzheng rejected all of them.
"Meow, it succeeded?"
Little Grey lay on Lin Buzheng's shoulder, looking at the Soul Returning Wood that was overflowing with colorful lights and mysterious phenomena in his hand. Little Grey's eyes widened, and an extremely shocked expression appeared on its face.
"What the heck, I just said it casually, and you actually did it!"
Green veins popped on Lin Buzheng's forehead when he heard this. He wished he could use the Soul Returning Wood in his hand to knock Little Grey out. "Damned cat, what do you mean by casually saying it? Don't tell me you want me to use the Demon Refinement Scripture to dispel the curse of the Soul Returning Wood? You seem very confident, but in fact, you don't have the confidence at all. Do you know that you almost got me killed?"
As he spoke, Lin Buzheng once again recalled the terrifying face in the black fog. His five senses were all gone, and he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.
At that time, if not for the Demon Refinement Scripture dispelling the power of the curse, Lin Buzheng would have died without a doubt!
"Meow, human slave brat, watch your tone when you speak to your master!"
"I'm a supreme Emperor who knows ten thousand years in the past and ten thousand years in the future. How could I not know that the Demon Refinement Scripture can easily dispel the curse of the Soul Returning Wood?"
"I'm just making use of this opportunity to test you. If you can't take it anymore, I'll naturally lend you a helping hand!"
Little Grey stood up from Lin Buzheng's shoulder and replied proudly. However, there was a hint of guilt in its words.
Lin Buzheng was speechless. He decided that if Little Grey raised any suggestions to him in the future, he would have to think it through carefully and make sure that it was foolproof before accepting it. Otherwise, he would definitely be tricked to death by this unruly raccoon.
"Meow, let's not talk about this anymore!"
"Do you see the spiritual liquid flowing in the depths of the Soul Returning Wood? That's the source of the entire Soul Returning Wood. Even the Ancient Emperors and Great Saints covet it. As long as you consume it, you'll obtain great benefits! "
Just as Little Grey had said, the Soul Returning Wood in Lin Buzheng's hand was not solid in the middle. Instead, there was a small passageway like a meridian. Drops of spiritual liquid surged and rippled in it, emitting an aura full of vitality.
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