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Chapter 208: The Celestial Alliance Master, Infiltrating the Enemy Alone
Chapter 208: The Celestial Alliance Master, Infiltrating the Enemy Alone (Happy New Year)
The Primordial Demon Tree was extremely agitated.
Watching the heretical god's battlefield it had created crumble before its eyes was excruciating.
Even for it, reconstructing such a battlefield would require an immense cost and thousands, if not millions, of years.
But now...
It was gone.
Losing the battlefield, coupled with the vast amount of origin source it had given to Lin Yuan, left the Primordial Demon Tree feeling like a gambler who had lost everything.
If it couldn't descend upon the Celestial World to make up for its losses, it would be ruined beyond recovery.
"What happened, progenitor?"
Lin Yuan feigned ignorance and asked with concern.
After all, in the eyes of the Primordial Demon Tree, he was still struggling to survive in the Celestial World.
Even with the abundant source origin bestowed by the Primordial Demon Tree, the Celestial World was a formidable place. Any exposure would attract countless powerful beings, and perhaps even draw the attention of the master of the Celestial Alliance, the one who wielded the World Sword.
"My strength has been greatly diminished, and the master of the Celestial Alliance has taken advantage of this. They now occupy most of the battlefield."
The Primordial Demon Tree didn't elaborate further but asked, "Over the years, I've given you so much source origin, yet your growth remains slow. Why is that?"
Evidently, the Primordial Demon Tree was growing dissatisfied with Lin Yuan.
In the past hundred years, the amount of Demon Source Origin it had invested in Lin Yuan could have nurtured several sixth-stage Demon Trees.
Even taking into account the varying absorption rates among different Demon Tree offspring, the one with the poorest aptitude should have reached the fifth stage by now.
"Progenitor, I'm useless. I've been severely injured and nearly killed multiple times by Beast Kings. I had no choice but to use the source origin you gave me to heal my wounds."
Lin Yuan had prepared his answer in advance and quickly replied.
His reason was impeccable. The Black Mist Mountains were home to countless ferocious beasts and even Beast Kings.
As Lin Yuan grew, it was inevitable that he would be noticed, especially since the evil aura of the Demon Tree was challenging to conceal.
When encountering a sixth-stage Beast King, Lin Yuan was not yet strong enough to resist. If he was detained, it would only attract more Beast Kings, making the situation worse.
Thus, he had no choice but to flee for his life.
"You used my source origin to heal your wounds?"
The Primordial Demon Tree's heart bled. If Lin Yuan had absorbed the source origin to enhance himself, at least that origin source could have returned to it upon consuming him.
But to use it for healing... that was akin to throwing it all away.
"However, progenitor, I've already reached the peak of the fourth stage and am just a step away from advancing to the fifth stage."
Lin Yuan added.
"The peak of the fourth stage?"
The Primordial Demon Tree's mood improved slightly.
This was the only piece of good news it had heard so far.
"How much longer until you reach the fifth stage?" it asked.
Once Lin Yuan attained the fifth stage, his life essence would be powerful enough to open a stable spatial channel.
"I should be able to do it within five years," Lin Yuan replied after some thought.
Five years was an incredibly short time for a foreign life form like the Demon Tree.
"No, no, that's too long," the Primordial Demon Tree shook its head.
It wasn't a matter of time but the situation on the heretical god's battlefield. By then, countless powerful beings would have returned to the Celestial World, as the war had already ended.
If Lin Yuan opened a spatial channel after five years, there would still be risks for the Primordial Demon Tree to descend.
"In that case, I'll send you more source origin. Force a breakthrough and strive to reach the fifth stage within a year."
The Primordial Demon Tree assessed its current state.
At this moment, its source origin was only at seventy percent of its peak.
Nonetheless, it gritted its teeth and took out two portions of source origin, sending them to Lin Yuan without hesitation.
In the eyes of the Primordial Demon Tree, Lin Yuan was its only hope. As long as Lin Yuan could reach the fifth stage, most, if not all, of its investments would be recouped.
"Progenitor, isn't this too much? Are you sure it won't affect you?" Lin Yuan asked with feigned concern, his heart rejoicing at the abundant source origin he had just received.
"It won't affect me much," the Primordial Demon Tree said through gritted teeth.
In truth, it would be greatly affected. With only five portions of its source origin remaining, the Primordial Demon Tree would likely flee at the sight of the master of the Celestial Alliance, the wielder of the World Sword.
But it was all worth it if it could descend into the Celestial World.
Even in its weakened state, the Primordial Demon Tree was still a foreign god. Once it entered the world, it could utilize a secret art to merge with the vast ocean of world source origin.
Then, all the source origin of the Celestial World would be within its grasp.
Of course, casting the secret art would take time, but the Primordial Demon Tree was confident that it would catch the numerous powerful beings of the Celestial World off guard, leaving them with no time to stop it.
In the deepest part of the Black Mist Mountains, Lin Yuan cut off his connection with the Primordial Demon Tree. "It should be greatly weakened now," he mused to himself. The origin source it had bestowed upon him earlier was almost half of what it had given him in the past. Losing so much of its origin source all at once meant that the Primordial Demon Tree was in a dire state, and Lin Yuan knew this even without having to think too hard about it.
It was now pinning all its hopes on him to turn the tables.
Outside the Celestial World, the massive heretical god's battlefield remained. The Celestial Alliance Master overlooked the scene, and without the Primordial Demon Tree's interference, the battlefield quickly crumbled and turned to ashes.
"We won."
"We finally won."
"We defeated the foreign heretical god."
"We protected our home world."
Countless powerful beings from the Celestial World had tears in their eyes, and even the Celestial Alliance Master's thoughts began to surge.
Four hundred years. The war had raged on for a full four centuries. And now, finally, it was coming to an end.
"DuAN, let's go home," said A Yan happily beside the Celestial Alliance Master. "Let's go back to where we used to live."
"Home," the Celestial Alliance Master murmured. After a moment of silence, he said, "Wait a moment."
"Although we've destroyed the heretical god's battlefield," he continued, "that foreign heretical god is still alive. I must leave the World Sword here to prevent that heretical god from making a comeback." There was a hint of reluctance in his voice.
As the wielder of the World Sword, the Celestial Alliance Master was all too aware of its immense power. Normally, such a weapon should never have existed. Even its birth had greatly impacted the world consciousness of the Celestial World. But the threat of the foreign heretical god had been too great.
So the Celestial Alliance Master had become the user of the World Sword. Without it, he would have had little resistance against the foreign heretical god. But with it, he had been able to fight the Primordial Demon Tree on equal footing.
"You're leaving the World Sword here?" A Yan was taken aback as she looked at the Celestial Alliance Master.
"That's right," he affirmed. "The World Sword is a condensation of the world's consciousness. Only by leaving it here can we prevent that foreign heretical god from ever returning."
The Celestial Alliance Master nodded, then said to A Yan, "You go back into the world with the others first. I'll settle the World Sword here, and then I'll join you."
"Okay," A Yan nodded and turned to leave.
After she was gone, the Celestial Alliance Master looked at the floating World Sword before him. "Old friend, we're parting ways," he said. "But if you sense any abnormalities, you must notify me immediately."
Over the years, the Celestial Alliance Master had cultivated a part of the World Sword, so even though he couldn't keep it by his side, he could sense and even recall it at any time.
Hmm!
The World Sword transformed into a stream of light and imprinted itself outside the world.
"I should go back too," the Celestial Alliance Master sighed.
He flew back toward the Celestial World.
At the edge of the Celestial World, the twelve deputy alliance masters, four Sacred Beast Kings, thirty-three Protectors, one hundred and fifty-six elders, and ninety-three Beast Kings stood waiting. They were all filled with anticipation and excitement.
"Everyone," the Celestial Alliance Master said, his heart stirred, "let's go home."
The Celestial Alliance Master led his followers down a golden path, flying deeper into the world. Along the way, countless beings from the Celestial World bowed to them. As the legendary figure who had saved their world, the Celestial Alliance Master relished in this feeling.
As they passed by the Black Mist Mountains, one of the deputy alliance masters, a seventh-stage cultivator skilled in probing techniques, furrowed his brows and said, "Alliance Master, I sense an unusual aura below."
"Oh?" The Celestial Alliance Master immediately became vigilant. This deputy alliance master had played a crucial role in the four-century-long war. If not for his multiple interventions to locate the foreign heretical god, the casualties would have been far worse.
"The Black Mist Mountains," the Celestial Alliance Master said, looking downward.
"Let's go take a look and see what's down there," he said with a cold smile, fearless.
If it weren't for the fact that they were passing by and that this unusual aura had been detected by one of his trusted deputy alliance masters, the Celestial Alliance Master probably wouldn't have given it a second glance.
"Alright," the deputy alliance master replied. "We'll follow your lead."
"What nonsense aura dares to reveal itself as we pass by? It deserves to die!"
The Celestial Alliance Master nodded and led his subordinates towards the depths of the Black Mist Mountains.
According to the deputy master, the location of the unusual aura was indeed in the heart of the mountain range.
"Hmm?"
As they drew closer to the heart of the Black Mist Mountains, the Celestial Alliance Master's brows furrowed deeper.
He faintly sensed that the aura in the depths of the mountains was somewhat peculiar and even similar to the aura of the foreign heretical god.
This was a matter of grave importance.
The Celestial Alliance Master's expression turned solemn, the previous relaxed look on his face completely gone.
"Everyone, be careful," he cautioned his subordinates.
Soon enough, the Celestial Alliance Master and his entourage arrived at the deepest part of the Black Mist Mountains.
Here, a valley lay shrouded in an air of ancient evil.
At the very center of the valley stood an ancient tree, its countless black vines hanging low.
"The foreign heretical god?"
The Celestial Alliance Master was shocked by what he saw.
Having dealt with the Primordial Demon Tree for many years, he immediately recognized that the ancient tree before him bore a striking resemblance to it.
"No, wait."
"It's not the foreign heretical god."
The Celestial Alliance Master observed carefully.
Due to his extensive knowledge of the Primordial Demon Tree, he was certain that the ancient tree before him was not the same violent and cruel entity he had encountered before.
"It's a scion of the foreign heretical god."
"I never expected that the one we missed a hundred or two hundred years ago would allow you to survive until now?"
The Celestial Alliance Master heaved a sigh of relief, his face now filled with murderous intent.
Over a hundred years ago, the Primordial Demon Tree had paid a hefty price to pry open the world barrier of the Celestial World, scattering hundreds of thousands of demon seeds into the world.
The Celestial Alliance Master was aware of this incident and had ordered his people to deal with it, aiming to eradicate every last one of those demon seeds.
But he never expected that one of those seeds would not only survive but also grow to such a stage.
In an instant, the Celestial Alliance Master pieced together the sequence of events.
"If even your progenitor was repelled by me, what are you?"
The Celestial Alliance Master's heart turned cold as he stared at the swaying ancient tree in the distance.
In his eyes, Lin Yuan had no chance of survival, especially now that he was leading so many powerful beings, including himself, a peak seventh-stage existence. Even if it were the true Primordial Demon Tree, it would only be able to resist for a short while.
As for a mere scion of the demon tree?
"Deputy Master Fang, you take care of this remnant of the heretical god."
The Celestial Alliance Master spoke indifferently, giving his order.
Deputy Master Fang was the one who had sensed the unusual aura in the depths of the Black Mist Mountains earlier. While he possessed seventh-stage strength, it was far from sufficient to confront the Primordial Demon Tree.
However, against a mere scion, the Celestial Alliance Master saw no potential issues.
"Take care of it?"
Deputy Master Fang remained silent for a moment, glancing at the Celestial Alliance Master and then at Lin Yuan.
Finally, under the incredulous gaze of the Celestial Alliance Master, Deputy Master Fang bowed slightly towards Lin Yuan and asked, "Master, what should we do now?"
As soon as these words left his mouth, the entire place fell into an eerie silence.
The Celestial Alliance Master's pupils contracted sharply.
He never expected that one of his most trusted subordinates would address a remnant of the heretical god as 'Master'.
"Fang Zhengqing, how dare you?"
The Celestial Alliance Master erupted in fury.
His thoughts raced as scenes from their journey flashed through his mind.
Fang Zhengqing had sensed the unusual aura in the depths of the Black Mist Mountains and then led them all here, only to address the remnant of the heretical god as his master.
In other words,
"Not good."
"Everyone, back out!"
"It's an ambush!!!'
The Celestial Alliance Master's expression changed drastically as he realized the truth and quickly ordered his other subordinates to move away from the area.
However, at that moment,
A Yan, the Celestial Alliance Master's confidant and love interest, who had been standing behind him, gently raised her right hand and placed it on his back.
Bang!
The Celestial Alliance Master's expression changed once more as his aura visibly weakened at a rapid pace.
He spun around to face A Yan, his eyes filled with shock.
"A Yan, you...?"
He never imagined that the woman he loved would deal him such a devastating blow.
"Don't trust A Yan either."
"You all..."
The Celestial Alliance Master forcibly suppressed his injuries and tried to soar into the sky, intending to escape with the rest of his subordinates.
But the next moment,
The numerous subordinates he had been protecting took a step forward, turning to surround him, their auras converging and pressing down on him.
"You too...?"
The Celestial Alliance Master looked at his subordinates, his face reflecting momentary confusion and shock, as well as a profound sense of estrangement.
(End of Chapter)
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