Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 570, The Revered of the Present Age

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silavin

At this moment, in a corner of the Great Prairie…

Leading hundreds of Iron Knights away, the Older Brother of Brewmaster, a very sturdy Panda couldn’t help but curl his mouth, the corner of his eyes twitching uncontrollably.

“My goodness, how did that kid become so…” In a helpless tone, the muscular Panda rubbed his chest vigorously.

Unseen, inside that chest, its internal organs were shattered.

While he suffered no external injuries, his internal injuries were severe. Even with his current strength, he wouldn’t be able to get up for another 10-15 days.

However, he still had no idea that Brewmaster held himself back. Otherwise, given his laissez-faire personality, he’d have been utterly confused.

However, just at this moment, a cautious voice interrupted the muscular Panda’s thoughts, “Um, Boss, are we leaving like this?”

“What do you want to do if not leave?” The corner of the muscular Panda’s mouth twitched as he nonchalantly retorted.

“Uh… But… but Sir ordered us to investigate the situation and if we got the chance…” In a somewhat nervous voice, the stalwart man proactively reminded.

However, before he could finish, with a ‘smack’, his head, which he had stuck out, was slapped to the ground.

“If you want to go, then go. I’m not keen on courting death! Fool! There is a group of powerful Transcendents that even I can’t provoke, and you want me to go there!? Do you think I’m bored of my life!?” Reprimanding continuously in a frantic voice, the sturdy Panda headed off with large strides without even looking back, leaving the numerous Iron Knights behind and rushing towards the capital alone.

At this moment, a subtle sense of relief flickered in his eyes that few could notice.

‘Not bad, he has really grown. Moreover, he’s much stronger than I imagined…’ Admiring in his heart, Brewmaster’s Elder Brother flipped his right paw, revealing an exquisite glass bottle.

In the bottle, there were nine drops of green liquid, gleaming with a deep and translucent luster.

It was the Life Essence, a supreme treasure that shook the world.

It could revive the dead and make flesh from bones.

His younger brother had given him nine drops of Life Essence in one go.

“This is freaking awesome,” deeply admiring, a sour taste lingered in the sturdy Panda’s mouth, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch slightly.

[Even after so long, I’m still not as good as my Little Brother, Dammit!]

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Meanwhile, at the center of the Great Prairie battlefield…

The patiently waiting Golden Ant suddenly furrowed his brow.

For some reason, he felt a hint of danger.

“I have something to attend to, I’ll be back in a moment,” giving a prompt excuse, Golden Ant disappeared in an instant, paying no heed to Bull Demon and the others’ astonishment.

“Little Fifth,” Bull Demon called out to him, confused.

However, before Bull Demon could say anything else, the nearby Brewmaster and Aurora also seemed to have noticed something, their expressions changing simultaneously.

“Bull Demon…” in a slightly anxious voice, Aurora promptly issued orders, “Prepare to retreat with Elder Sister.”

“What!?” While he was momentarily stunned, Aurora and Brewmaster shot off in a certain direction across the Great Prairie.

…

And just at this moment, in a certain corner several dozen kilometers away from the center of the battlefield…

*Haaaa…* Taking a long, deep breath, Golden Ant’s gaze turned cold and solemn, fixed firmly at the edge of the grassland.

The next moment…

*Thud, thud, thud…* Amidst heavy footsteps, an icy blue figure slowly entered Golden Ant’s sight.

At the same time, a sudden oppression pressed down on him, causing Golden Ant’s eyes to narrow.

“I should have concealed my aura…” A puzzled hoarse voice came from the distance.

“What a nauseating smell!” With no concealment of sarcasm, Golden Ant’s gaze became several degrees colder.

The figure had dark blue skin and was a hybrid of a fish and Human, with the upper body of a fish and lower body of a Human. In the sunlight, steam continuously rose from its dark blue skin.

It was a member of the Sea Clan, and not just an ordinary Sea Clan.

However, no matter which Sea Clan it was, its arrival was certainly nothing but ominous. After all, there was a deep-seated grudge between the entire Sea Clan and Misty Mountains.

*Haaa…* However, Milton just heaved a sigh in response, unperturbed by the fact that his arrival was noticed.

[Since I got discovered, so be it. He is going to die anyway.] Thinking this, Milton touched the ring on his finger.

This was the Ring of Guardian Spirit bestowed upon him by the Wise One. Now was the time to soak this ring in the blood of Misty Mountains.

Milton looked towards the petite before him and narrowed his eyes, a hint of killing intent flickering within them.

[Although the Tree Monster hidden deep in Misty Mountains seemed to be in a deep slumber, it’s better to take care of this sooner rather than risk worrying about them endlessly in the long nights. I’ve no intention of falling here.] Thinking of this, Milton raised his right hand.

*Boom!* With a terrifying suction force, a waterspout suddenly rose from the vast Great Prairie.

At the same time, Golden Ant’s body was uncontrollably drawn towards Milton along the waterspout.

However, just at this moment…

“3rd Stage…” Suddenly, a low shout emerged from the dark golden petite figure as it shook violently, before being enveloped by a blood-colored vapor.

“Oh!” Exclaiming in surprise, Milton saw the petite figure burning with blood flame lifting its fist.

The next moment, the petite figure roared, “Crimson Daytime Tiger!”

Immediately afterward, with a deafening bang, a roaring ferocious Crimson Tiger, dozens of meters tall, shot out from the petite figure’s fist, pouncing straight towards Milton.

It shot with such terrifying speed and momentum that it generated fearsome gales, sweeping even the clouds away, and left a deep ravine several hundred meters long across the Great Prairie in its wake.

“Interesting…” Facing the pouncing Crimson Tiger, Milton stood calmly, seemingly unfazed by it.

While it was a terrifying move, it had not exceeded the Realm of Sovereign.

Whereas he was an Emperor, worthy of being revered in the present age.

If it weren’t for the Tree Monster, figures of his caliber would truly stand at the pinnacle.

At this moment, Milton’s eyes narrowed as a disdainful sneer flashed across his fierce shark-like face.

“Disperse,” suddenly, a roar shook the entire world.

The next moment, the wind ceased, the clouds stood still. Even the vast Great Prairie fell into a deathly silence.

At the same time, an indescribable oppression, carrying the momentum of the world, violently collided with the Crimson Tiger.

“Impossible!?”  Much to disbelief of Golden Ant and the others who followed him, the Crimson Tiger slowly dissipated before reaching this ice-blue figure.

[It dissipated… How is this possible!]