Liu Wuxie stared at the massive crimson tree, disbelief flashing in his eyes.0

"A malevolent tree!" Liu Wuxie murmured. The tree had formed into a malevolent vein after absorbing baleful energy daily. As the roots had reached far into the earth, they could channel baleful energy to the crimson cloud, and a portion of the blood essence devoured by the crimson cloud would be fed back to the tree.0

"What a terrifying, malevolent vein. If given a few hundred more years, it could evolve into a fiend demon, capable of cultivating on its own," Liu Wuxie commented as he circled the tree. He could tell that the tree was at least ten thousand years old.0

He didn't hesitate to strike the tree with the Heretic Blade, but the tree stood firm, with sparks flying around. Liu Wuxie could also feel his hand going numb, and the Heretic Blade nearly flew from his hand.0

"What a sturdy tree!" Liu Wuxie circulated his true essence, and the discomfort in his arm quickly faded. If he didn't destroy this tree soon, Lu Funian and the others would be in grave danger.0

Without hesitation, he unleashed dozens of rapid strikes, but each slash left behind nothing more than faint white marks on the bark—he...0