Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The Martial Emperor and the Treasure Tree fought for an hour, resulting in mutual injuries.

The Treasure Tree had countless "branches" chopped off by the Martial Emperor, its source of power greatly damaged, and was almost on the verge of withering.

The Martial Emperor's soft abdomen also had a foot-wide wound, and the flowing green liquid soaked a large area of the soil below.

The Treasure Tree's anger remained undiminished as it roared hoarsely, "You stupid brute! I told you to conserve your strength and take them all down together when the four of them were exhausted. That way, the victor would be one of us. Now, after fighting like this, we can only be taken advantage of by others! So stupid, utterly stupid! Utterly stupid! Utterly stupid!"

The Martial Emperor was furious upon hearing this, "You tree branch, you don't even have a brain, what are you pretending to be a wise man! How dare you call me stupid! I'll show you my real methods!"

With that, the mighty and majestic mantis opened its mandibles and spat out three bubbles of different colors, layering them over the Treasure Tree King.

The first layer of bubbles was hot poison. As soon as it touched the Treasure Tree, it was like being drenched in boiling water, causing it to twitch all over and scream loudly. It tried to scratch with both hands, but couldn't move at all.

The second layer was water poison, which invaded its body through the tiny knife wounds and festering skin on its trunk. In less than three breaths, the Treasure Tree felt its whole body go numb, and before long, chunks of rotten limbs fell to the ground, from which green bugs crawled out, raising their heads and looking around.

The third layer was insect poison, like millions of poisonous ants, snakes, and scorpions biting its entire body, tearing off its skin, flesh, tendons, and bones bit by bit.

This also showed that although the Martial Emperor's form was a mantis, it was actually a hybrid evolution of various demonic insects, possessing many innate instincts.

Unable to withstand this torture, the Treasure Tree King immediately fell to the ground and fainted.

The Martial Emperor sat down on the ground, took a breath, and then turned to look at the other four demons.

The Demon Ape and the Stone King were still attacking each other, but they had very little strength left. The Colorful Butterfly and the Nether Bamboo were playing a game of hide-and-seek in an area of several miles. Relatively speaking, the Nether Bamboo was weaker because of the frequent use of teleportation.

At this moment, a chestnut-sized bead suddenly emerged from the soil. This bead was crystal clear and emerald green, like a water droplet, as if it could flow at any time, and it crashed towards the Martial Emperor's terrifying compound eyes.

The Martial Emperor subconsciously raised its left blade to protect its face. With a crisp "clang," the bead struck the purple broadsword.

"Bi—"

The Martial Emperor blurted out, about to call out the name of the bead, when it flashed away like lightning, rotated, and struck its eyes again.

The Martial Emperor was both shocked and angry, and quickly flapped its wings to fly upwards, while slashing out with its right blade. Its blade was very accurate, striking the middle of the green bead.

The green bead was like a brittle melon, split in half by the strike, but the two halves continued to rush towards the Martial Emperor's eyes.

Fear appeared in the Martial Emperor's eyes. It retracted its left blade, twisted it into a ball, and barely blocked it in front of its eyes. The pair of green wings on its back accelerated, driving its body to soar rapidly.

The two green beads slammed heavily on the Martial Emperor's left blade, and with a crack, the incredibly powerful long blade broke into two pieces.

The Martial Emperor groaned miserably, lost its balance, and was spun around by its fluttering wings.

It cried out inwardly, then felt its eyes darken, and a sharp pain came from its eyes, causing it to scream again. However, this scream was cut off as soon as it escaped its mouth.

This commotion immediately attracted the attention of the other four demons, but, strangely, the green bead had disappeared, leaving only the dying Martial Emperor lying motionless on the ground.

The Colorful Butterfly giggled and said, "Sister Nether Bamboo, I didn't expect that martial brute to be so useless. Without you and me having to take action, he was dragged down by the Treasure Tree. Now that there are no more worries, we should get serious, right? Let's decide the winner as soon as possible, lest something unexpected happen!"

The Nether Bamboo glanced at the Martial Emperor's body a hundred yards away and said suspiciously, "With the strength of that Martial Emperor, it shouldn't be like this just to deal with a Treasure Tree. Could it be a ruse?"

The Colorful Butterfly laughed loudly, "Sister Nether Bamboo, after so many years, you still like to be suspicious. Back then, if you hadn't hesitated, how could that stubborn scorpion have snatched the opportunity? If you're worried, go take a look yourself!"

The Nether Bamboo ignored her sarcasm and continued, "I seemed to hear the Martial Emperor call out a 'Bi' sound. Could it be that old fellow Green Pearl is playing the 'mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind' trick!"

The Colorful Butterfly was stunned, and her two enchanting wings couldn't help but stop flapping. Then she shouted, "Impossible. If it were here, there's no way I wouldn't be able to sense it. You— ah!"

In the moment she was stunned and speaking, the Nether Bamboo, having finished teleporting and recovered her magic power, gently shook and shot out a green light, hitting the Colorful Butterfly's right wing. Immediately, a ball of green fire ignited, and in an instant, a several-foot-wide hole was burned in the foot-long wing.

The Colorful Butterfly was shocked and furious, and before she could scold her opponent's despicable behavior, she opened her mouth and spewed out a ball of black liquid, pouring it on her left wing, immediately extinguishing most of the raging green flames.

She was about to spit out a second mouthful of liquid when the Nether Bamboo suddenly approached from a distance and spewed out a cloud of yellow smoke, covering her.

The Colorful Butterfly was shocked. Ignoring the fire, she relied on her left wing to glide ten feet to the left, dodging the yellow smoke. However, the smoke moved quickly with the help of the wind, chasing closely behind her, giving her no chance to breathe.

The green fire on the Colorful Butterfly's right wing grew again, and soon burned the entire wing to almost nothing. The flames did not extinguish, and spread along the wing root towards her torso.

She had no choice but to stop moving and spit out liquid, first extinguishing the green fire that had shrunk into a small ball due to the burning of her right wing. At this time, the yellow mist had already enveloped her.

The Colorful Butterfly certainly recognized this method. This was the Nether Bamboo's strongest move, called "Nether God Smoke." Whether it was a demonic insect or a cultivator covered by it, anyone with consciousness would be confined within the smoke's range and would not be able to detect the surrounding situation at all.

Moreover, once contaminated with this smoke, it would be like a bone-attached tumor, unable to be shaken off unless it dissipated on its own.

The Nether Bamboo stood outside the yellow smoke, not immediately launching a killing blow. What she said just now was not empty words, but a genuine suspicion. Of course, the purpose was to distract the Colorful Butterfly. This was what she had painstakingly planned.

The insect kings all knew about the Colorful Butterfly's feud with the Green Pearl, but she, the Nether Bamboo, knew a little more, so she used it more effectively.

"Should I check the Martial Emperor's body?" This thought kept swirling in the Nether Bamboo's mind, and she couldn't decide for a moment.

She had already gained the absolute initiative in the battle against the Colorful Butterfly, but it would still take time to completely defeat her. If there was any negligence in the middle, she might also suffer her backlash. If there really was a Green Pearl watching from the side, the situation would be very dangerous.

The Nether Bamboo looked at the Stone King and the Demon Ape. The two demons were focused on the enemy in front of them, trading blows of flesh and blood. They were purely reckless men fighting, without any tricks. After fighting fiercely until now, they were both exhausted, relying entirely on a will to persevere and refusing to fall before their opponent.

She couldn't help but shake her head and sigh helplessly. Back then, the reason she took this simple-minded stone as a follower was because she saw this point in him.

The Colorful Butterfly in the yellow smoke remained motionless. Perhaps it was because she had lost a wing and it was inconvenient to fly, perhaps it was because she knew it was useless and didn't want to do useless work, or perhaps she was accumulating strength, preparing for a desperate counterattack.

The Nether Bamboo's thoughts spun rapidly, deducing her opponent's state and thinking about what means she could use to knock her down the fastest.

In her hesitation, the yellow smoke suddenly trembled violently, as if a ferocious beast was struggling wildly inside.

"This is— not good!" The Nether Bamboo was shocked and quickly activated her teleportation talent.

However, her reaction was ultimately a little slow. With a "boom," like a bolt from the blue, the earth shook and the mountains trembled.

Disturbed by this, the Nether Bamboo's teleportation was interrupted, and she only moved ten feet before being shaken out of the void.

Immediately afterwards, a tyrannical impact struck her entire body, and traces of fresh blood seeped out of her wrinkled torso.

The Demon Ape and the Stone King, fifty feet away, collapsed powerlessly in the strong shock. They had exhausted their strength and had no power to resist the impact of the explosion, so they fell down with the force.

"Demon Butterfly Incineration! What a crazy woman!" The Nether Bamboo shook twice and leaped into the air, but her aura was weak and she seemed to be floating, a little unsteady on her feet. "She actually abandoned her adult form and returned to a chrysalis. A mere ten thousand years won't be enough for you to complete your nirvana and rebirth!"

The yellow smoke disappeared, and the Colorful Butterfly was gone. After a few breaths, a foot-long white pupa crawled out of the soil and wriggled northward without looking back.

The Nether Bamboo sneered, "No matter how arrogant, no matter how unwilling, so what? In the end, you can't stop me from getting this opportunity!"

"Is that so?" A faint voice came from the ground.

"Green Pearl!" The Nether Bamboo looked over in response and cried out in horror, "Why are you here!"

The chestnut-sized green bead slowly flew out of the soil and stopped twenty feet in front of the Nether Bamboo. The voice seemed to come from a distant place, "The one who is meant to face the tribulation chose to fight seven at once, why can't I be here!"

"Fight seven at once, is he crazy! Who does he think he is, daring to choose this!" The Nether Bamboo said in exasperation, blurting out a curse, "If that's the case, why were you hiding and not coming out! Aren't you afraid of the insect spirit adult's punishment!"

"What insect spirit adult, it's just a wisp of thought left by that bald donkey. It has no emotions and no thoughts, it just acts according to the established rules left by the bald donkey. As long as you abide by the rules, it will let you do what you want!" Green Pearl said calmly.

The Nether Bamboo was shocked when she heard this, and looked up at the gray sky above, fearing that the existence would hear these disrespectful words and send down punishment, dragging herself along with it.

After a dozen breaths of time, the world was still silent, with no response.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but then couldn't help but fall into confusion, unable to figure out what kind of mysteries this world held.

After a long time, she said with a low mood, "You win, that cultivator is yours. However, let me take the Stone King away."

"Leave? No, I didn't agree to let you leave, let alone take the Stone King away," Green Pearl said coldly.

"Not let me leave? What do you want to do!" The Nether Bamboo was stunned and asked angrily, "Don't tell me you want to kill me?"

"Hehe, I just want to borrow your body for an experiment!" Green Pearl glanced at Zhang Yuanjing, who was lying quietly on the ground dozens of feet away, and said with a smile.