Chapter 1181 - 730: The Fallen Demon Saint (Part 2)
Du Yu: "Could you help me perceive what’s going on with this grass?"
"Grass?" Kui Chou was somewhat surprised, pondering for a while, "Wow, it really is a demonic plant, quite hidden, and the level isn’t low!"
Du Yu felt a stirring in his heart: "Oh?"
Kui Chou: "Being so well hidden, the level is naturally not low.
These grass patches are not the main body, similar to the little broken grass in the Mountain Realm, the main body, that one plant, who knows where it’s hidden."
Du Yu immediately spoke up, sharing Kui Chou’s assessment with everyone.
And Du Yu’s words sent shivers down Fu Jianzhou’s spine, and had Jiang Feng feeling bouts of fear!
Mind you, they had already delved dozens of steps into the grass.
Even if you don’t go deep, a demonic plant of this level can extend to an astonishing length; if it were to suddenly attack, they might not even know how they died!
It’s said the Ashen Continent is perilous; at this moment, everyone truly realized it!
Fortunately amidst misfortune, the consciousness construct of demonic plants is different from humans and beasts, demonic plants are not affected by cold qi.
Yang Qingqing pondered for a moment, gently sent out a wisp of demon soul, into a tuft of grass: "Hello, we are the human race, could you communicate with us?"
"Human race?" All of a sudden, an old, slightly unclear voice transmitted through the demon soul, imprinting into Yang Qingqing’s mind.
Yang Qingqing raised her spirits: "Yes."
"Human...human race?" The mysterious grass seemed to have just woken up.
Yang Qingqing also realized the other party wasn’t hiding or hunting, rather more like in a slumber?
As a demonic plant, it naturally doesn’t "sleep."
The grass’s behavior can be understood as returning to quietude, even abandoning life.
The old voice grew ever clearer, and exceedingly perplexed, unbelievably asking: "Human race?"
Yang Qingqing: "As you see, we are sane humans, accompanied by sane demon pets."
"You, you all." The mysterious grass spoke in fragments, unable to piece together a full sentence for a long time.
Yang Qingqing asked: "May I ask what demonic plant you are?"
"I...my name is..." The mysterious grass got stuck for quite a while, seemingly unable to recall its name.
Yet during its contemplation, the ordinary grass patch in front of everyone suddenly brimmed with a hint of life.
The grass leaves grew a bit longer, vividly bright green, even sprouting clusters of small yellow flowers, messy yet very beautiful.
The scene of such an earthly revival, accompanied by the fragrance of the flowers, was delightful.
Beautiful indeed, but the dense wind demon breath compelled everyone to step back a few steps.
Du Yu’s body was tense, this powerful aura, this overwhelming breath, could rival Jia Rong Grass!
Is this a demon saint?
"Xun." With a cluster of flowers blossoming, the grass finally provided Yang Qingqing with a single character.
"Xun...Xun?" Yang Qingqing engaged, also aiding the demonic plant to awaken, "The Xun character representing fragrant grass?"
Xun Grass was silent for a while, responding: "Perhaps."
Yang Qingqing asked: "Why are you slumbering here?"
And the heartfelt message from Xun Grass left Yang Qingqing stunned on the spot: "Everywhere is gray fog, disaster is everywhere.
There are no kind spirits, no homeland, no safe haven."
Yang Qingqing puzzled: "Did you travel far to get here?"
A demonic plant wandering through this Ashen Continent in search of a refuge?
Simply unimaginable!
This behavior occurs in humans and beasts, which can be accepted, but demonic plants?
"Qingyao Mountain, I come from Qingyao Mountain." Surprisingly, Xun Grass almost forgot its name but remembered where it came from, "Forgot which direction, walked too far, forgot."
Yang Qingqing didn’t know where Qingyao Mountain is, and the map of the Ashen Continent may not necessarily match the Great Xia World.
Xun Grass suddenly became somewhat agitated, a cluster of yellow flowers lightly swaying: "You survived, human race! Where have you been hiding all these years?
I couldn’t find you, everywhere is filthy and ugly...
I couldn’t find a homeland."
Yang Qingqing sighed inwardly: "We aren’t survivors, we come from another world."
"Another world?" Xun Grass seemed to struggle to comprehend the woman’s words.
"Yes." Yang Qingqing lightly nodded, briefly explaining to Xun Grass.
After hearing, Xun Grass fell into silence.
Yang Qingqing patiently waited for a while, probing: "Xun Grass?"
Xun Grass’s voice was filled with sadness: "So, everyone’s died here, demon beasts perished.
Only misfortune, no tranquility...
No homeland exists."
Du Yu and the others’ demon soul had already landed on that tuft of verdant grass.
He spoke: "We can offer you a home."
Saying this, Du Yu turned his gaze towards Li Mengnan: "A tranquil world without gray fog and slaughter.
Blue skies, white clouds, melodious bird songs.
A beautiful homeland."
Xun Grass: "That sounds wonderful, like a beautiful lie."
Du Yu: "I agree with the first half."
"Haha, indeed." Xun Grass laughed hoarsely, full of self-mockery, "Demon soul can’t lie, what am I doubting."
Yang Qingqing softly sighed: "Perhaps you’re still a bit obsessed, hoping to find a tranquil place in this world."
Xun Grass: "Maybe, but after searching so long, still haven’t found it, pity."
Yang Qingqing was seated behind Du Yu, naturally seeing the disciple’s glance towards Li Mengnan.
Wise as her, she naturally knew what Du Yu was thinking.
On the matter of Peach Blossom Realm lacking a powerful demonic plant, she was the one who suggested it.
Just as Yang Qingqing was about to instruct Li Mengnan, Xun Grass suddenly said: "You said your hometown still exists, so why come here?"
Du Yu: "We wanted to see if there are survivors here."
"Don’t bother looking, haha, searched thoroughly." Xun Grass’s laughter, like the Ashen World, was desolate, "None left, none anywhere."
Du Yu felt somewhat helpless too: "We’ll go check the bamboo forest ahead, if no survivors are found, we will return."
"Bamboo forest?"
"What’s the matter?" Du Yu was puzzled, unsure of why Xun Grass reacted so strongly.
"Don’t go there."
Yang Qingqing’s brows lightly furrowed: "Why?"
Xun Grass’s voice became extremely serious: "There’s a strange tree there, deep within the bamboo forest, a tree that exterminates all living things."
Yang Qingqing’s heart sank: "You must be a saint-level demonic plant?"
"Saint-level, yes, saint-level." Xun Grass reacted for a moment, spoke softly, "It’s been so long since I heard that term."
Du Yu immediately followed Master Qing’s line of thought: "Have you fought with that strange tree? You can’t defeat the strange tree?"
"I almost died under the tree." Xun Grass’s voice became increasingly desolated, his mood increasingly low, "If not because of it, perhaps I would still be searching, in search of a homeland."
Du Yu quickly asked: "Why say that?"
Xun Grass: "It shattered my illusions and made me face reality, it..."
Du Yu: "What?"
Xun Grass: "It imprisoned me."
Du Yu was taken aback, not only him, everyone was shocked.
The grass before them is actually a saint-level demonic plant!
It was imprisoned by a tree?
No wonder!
No wonder Xun Grass slumbered here, no wonder it kept saying everywhere is filthy and ugly!
But the question is, what kind of power does a tree possess that can imprison a saint-level demonic plant?
Du Yu immediately asked: "What’s its level? Saint-level?"
"Yes."
Du Yu’s heart eased a bit, fearing the opponent might be of an even higher level.
But now he was even more puzzled: "What kind of tree species is it?
You’re both of the same level; even if you can’t beat it, shouldn’t you be able to escape? Unless...
Is it a Youhan Tree?"
"No, it doesn’t release gray fog." Xun Grass’s voice was grim, "It can extract my life force, I’ve tried to escape many times.
It kept me imprisoned by its side, letting me witness all its actions."
"Extract life force..."
Almost at the same time, Fu Jianzhou and Jiang Feng spoke together: "Life and Death Tree!"
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Another Chapter at 24 o’clock.
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