Death... and me

Fortunately, Tutilin didn't attack and sat down instead. "Hmph! Even if I want to capture this Demon Tree for myself, I also don't want to follow the rule of having ten survivors remain. Besides, the second guy just asked us to continue cultivating to rob the power his opponent was using. In the worst-case scenario, we'll at least be somewhat stronger if things go south."

A moment later, more people joined Tutilin. In the end, not only could they cultivate, but they had been given passage to stay close to the center of Celis's roots. Of course, there were still those who found it difficult to come to a decision.

Braga and Wekil noticed what was happening before Wekil began to laugh out loud soon after. "Hahaha! In the end, cultivators don't want to let the opportunity of getting stronger move past them."

Braga didn't seem to care much, though. "Hmph! Only a few of them joined the group who are cultivating. The rest might not be attacking anyone, but they aren't cultivating either. With just that amount, you'll still run out of energy before me."

Wekil wasn't worried, though. He immediately contacted the cultivators in the Divine Plane once again after hearing that with a smile on his face. "Everyone, would you like to receive some pointers from an immortal cultivator? If you're able to absorb all of the Divine Origin Energy in this place, I'll personally pass some of my teachings to each one of you."

Sure enough, those words shocked the cultivators. Everyone knew the rumors about the Lost Star Realm being a dimensional realm created by immortal cultivators. It's just that no one had ever found proof. But then again, the voice who talked to them might be just lying to force everyone to follow his orders.

Nevertheless, whether it was a lie or not, many of the remaining neutral cultivators decided to gamble. Teachings of an immortal cultivator, maybe even their cultivation techniques. As low as the chances might be, they thought it was worth a try... or so Wekil thought it would happen.

However, one of the top ten powers' cultivators immediately attacked Celis's roots out of nowhere. He wasn't the only one, though. More cultivators did the same thing one after another. Not only did they attack Celis, but they also attacked anyone who seemed weak enough for them to get rid of.

"What?!" Wekil was alarmed to see that.

This time, it was Braga who laughed out loud. "Hahaha! You're not the only immortal here, idiot. All I had to do was transmit a small part of a few of our cultivation techniques, and they already understood how much better they are than their current ones. The rule I gave them was very simple. For each cultivator they killed in that plane, they would receive one-third of the complete cultivation technique. As for that Divine Demon Tree, I offered a complete version of the cultivation technique to the one who removed it first."

Wekil was taken aback after hearing that. Indeed, Divine Sense was more than enough to transmit a cultivation technique over. Besides, although the techniques Braga was sending to the cultivators were indeed at the immortal level, they were trash in Braga and Wekil's eyes. It's just that they were much better than the techniques the disciples of the ten powers could ever dream of having in their hands.

Celis, of course, didn't stay still while those guys chopped off his roots. He was a Divine Demon Tree, one at the Peak of Stage Eight on top of that. He could totally fight cultivators at the Transition Realm with his experience and strength.

With that, Celis's roots burst with Wood and Water Elements. Then, the roots that were chopped off were regrown a few seconds later as if they had never been cut at all. At the same time, other roots darted towards the Transition and Elemental Transformation Realm cultivators who attacked him.

"A bunch of brats! Do you think you can overwhelm me that easily?! Die for your senior!" Celis's trunk then trembled before tens of thousands of leaves were shot from his branches. After that, the leaves formed a storm of leaves that spread several kilometers around him.

'Leaf Slaughter!'

'Vine Assault!'

Each leaf wasn't that powerful on its own, having the power of an Initial or at most a Middle Stage Eight Demon Beast's attack. However, when thousands of them attacked one person from all sides, then things became a lot more complicated. The problem was that while the cultivators tried to defend against the leaves, they were impaled by the vines, who were definitely at the Transition Realm level of power. Celis hadn't reached the Transition Realm yet, but he had done so in the past. He was very good at predicting the enemies' actions.

*Arrrrgghhhh!*

*Nooooo!*

*Get away! Get away from me!*

Of course, there were also those who could defend against Celis' attacks and were able to retreat far away from him. Nevertheless, Celis had already killed eight cultivators in this small exchange, with most of them at the Elemental Transformation Realm or at the Initial Stage of the Transition Realm.

Wekil could only watch it unfold with a dark expression.

As for Braga, his confidence increased even more as he laughed yet again. "Hehe! It turns out that the Divine Demon Tree is quite strong. He did a great service to me. Now I'm even more confident that you'll run out of energy before me."

Back in the Divine Plane, the attacks against Celis had finally stopped. Those who were still alive were too far for Celis to kill, with movement speed obviously far from being Celis's strength.

Celis then looked at the cultivators who didn't attack him, especially the ones who were in the middle of his roots and vines to cultivate. "What about you guys? Wanna try your luck as well?"

Hearing that, the remaining cultivators immediately shook their heads. Like hell would they do such a thing. That wasn't a tree. That was a devil! He even sucked the corpses of the cultivators he impaled dry.

Rean, Roan, Kentucky, and Hurio were surprised by Celis's display. Of course, they knew he was strong, but not to this extent.

Rean then patted Celis's trunk before telling him, "Remind me to not anger you in the future."