Netherworld Retrograde

Chapter 457: Chapter 216: Ancient Tree_3

”Even the creatures from the Forbidden Zone have become one of them?”

”They seem to be a composite of flesh and tree fibers, with branches or sprouts growing from their bodies, their bodies withered yet possessing resilient life force!”

”Damn it! Why did I run into this?”

Li Yelai cursed inwardly, forcefully performing Aerial Stepping, quickly distancing himself from the ancient tree.

The Withered pursued swiftly, their Spiritual Power Strength was average, some with the Third Awakening, others with the Four Awakenings.

Under normal circumstances, Li Yelai could easily slay them, but under the influence of the ancient tree, his Spiritual Energy was affected, preventing him from exerting his full power. Moreover, their wounds healed extremely fast. It was too eerie to engage in prolonged combat!

Li Yelai tried to widen the gap but then saw a Withered, draped in a black cloak and wielding a red Wooden Stick, coming towards him.

It was the middle-aged man from the illusion!

”Stay, human. You too can receive the blessing of immortality,” he said indifferently, raising his hand as the Wooden Stick slammed down like a heavy weight. A storm surged, and blades of wind emerged, slicing through the air toward Li Yelai. He was actually a Five Senses Spiritual Ability User!

But Li Yelai didn’t dodge, facing the wind blades head-on, resisting with the Abyss Dragon Scale. Meanwhile, he thrust out with the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Spear in his hand.

Single-handed Eighteen Pokes·Rhinoceros Charge!

A cold flash pierced through the storm, stabbing straight at him!

The middle-aged man’s face changed, probably not expecting a Four Awakenings Spiritual Ability User to resist his attack, his chest directly penetrated by Li Yelai.

Although Li Yelai’s body, covered in Dragon Scales, wasn’t severely injured, his backpack was sliced open, scattering some items.

Li Yelai twisted his long spear, performing Single-handed Eighteen Strokes·Reptile Turn!

He tore open the middle-aged man’s chest and shoulder, this time intending to kill.

However, vines grew out from the middle-aged man’s chest, rapidly sewing the flesh back together.

The hanging head still spoke, ”You are strong, human. But it’s useless; we are immortal. Stay here, the Divine Tree will let you experience all that is beautiful. We haven’t had a new member in over six years...”

”Not bad, human, don’t resist. Continue to languish in the wonderful dreamscape,” a Withered pursuing him spoke, yet advising, ”Have you tasted the flavor of an angel? It’s really quite good...”

”No need, you all don’t have to see me off!”

Li Yelai could only pick up a Fierce Fire Oil Lamp from the scattered items, quickly retreating from the battlefield.

But the other Withered relentlessly gave chase.

As Li Yelai widened the distance from the ancient tree, his Spiritual Energy gradually became less suppressed, but the Withered didn’t care at all.

Li Yelai wielded his Dragon Spear, slaying several Withered, only to see them rapidly regenerate and rise to chase him the next second.

A dozen indestructible Spiritual Ability Users clung fiercely to Li Yelai.

Even when Li Yelai fled towards the Snow Mountain, forced to light the Fierce Fire Oil Lamp, they still refused to give up; their bodies frozen yet forcibly moving, breaking and healing simultaneously.

Li Yelai realized then why he had seen a slashed-open backpack; other Spiritual Ability Users who entered the Snow Mountain had encountered their pursuit!

Since he was close to the Great Snow Mountain, Li Yelai dared not activate the Face, fearing it might trigger another avalanche.

The middle-aged man giving chase coldly said, ”Enough, we can’t overtake him, but we mustn’t let the outside world know about us.”

”Understood,” a few Withered sneered, their Spiritual Energy surging, recklessly attacking Li Yelai.

While the middle-aged man swung his red staff, a sudden storm erupted.

”I gave you a chance, human. Perish here.”

The next moment, a terrifying storm broke out atop the Snow Mountain, savage cold ravaging the area.

Li Yelai could clearly feel the temperature around him dropping lower, the Fierce Fire Oil Lamp also reaching its limit.

The lamp’s limit was five hundred meters, and now Li Yelai was nearing that ultimate distance.

This made Li Yelai’s gaze turn icy. In this life-and-death moment, he no longer held back, ready to fight to the end.

A blizzard, huh? Let’s see how you handle an avalanche?

So, the Face, Blood River...

But in that moment, Li Yelai felt a warm burst in his chest, emanating from the case hidden inside his garments.

It was... the Supreme Vast’s hand bone!