Chapter 94 The True Appearance of the Sacred Tree Nine guards and one king, ten devout men who rule the island and protect the sacred less than a quarter of an hour since Jiang Mo landed on the island, four people died. Even the blessing of the sacred tree could not save their fragile lives under the brutal force. The mountains were shattered, black fire splashed everywhere, Edith and Herwin were struck by the Qi thunder and their flesh and blood were blurred, they were at the end of their strength. Their once beautiful looks had long been destroyed by the ravages of thunder. Their skin, tendons and bones were charred and torn, with shocking blood oozing out from time to time, making them difficult to heal. As for the remaining four Nason guards, one's arm was melted, greatly reducing his fighting power. The other three were suffering terribly from the pursuit of silver chains. It was only a matter of time before they were defeated. The black-robed sorcerer looked at Jiang Mo, and was afraid to take action. The faith in his heart had already collapsed. With such a huge gap between them, he could not protect anything and was nothing more than a lamb whose fate was dominated by others. "call out!!" Lu Jin rushed forward, and the two seriously injured Nasen guards looked listless, their bodies twitching, unable to avoid the coming of death, as their skulls were shattered by a single blow of his palm, and both died. "Pfft!" Jiang Mo caught the guy who tried to assassinate him first, and used his true method to turn him into Qi, and his soul returned to heaven. At this point, there are only three Nathan guards left. Everything is a foregone conclusion and they have no possibility of resistance.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" After several rounds of fierce fighting, the blazing silver chains pierced their limbs. For some unknown reason, the blessing of the sacred tree was gone, just like the tide receding, and several people were dying, covered in blood. "Gurgle." Three white flames emerged from Jiang Mo's fingertips, penetrating their brows, skulls, and falling deep into their brains. “Crack!!!” The chains loosened and they fell to the ground, breathing heavily, exhausted. "Prepare all the supplies for me before dawn and move them to the port." Jiang Mo ordered the black-clad sorcerer. After surviving the disaster, he was thankful, but his expression was sad. He moved his cracked lips and said weakly: "OK" "Please don't go over to the Holy Forest. The sacred tree is innocent and has its own life. It is our arrogant believers who have tarnished its power and caused this dispute." Before Jiang Mo responded, he continued, "We can trade. Whether you want treasures or other rare resources, as long as the national treasury has them, we can give them to you." "But please allow me to humbly ask you not to harm the sacred tree." Gathering medical resources was the most important thing. As for other treasures, Jiang Mo had no interest at all. He just casually asked, "What was the method that could accelerate the transformation of matter just now?" "Herwin was born under the sacred tree. She was born with supernatural powers that cannot be cultivated later." "What about the other person?" Jiang Mo recalled the previous spatial fluctuations. For a moment, he seemed to be dragged into an unknown dimension. "Once you enter the Kingdom of Heaven, you cannot leave without the caster's permission. The time flow rate inside is infinite compared to the outside world: 1. You can achieve success through cultivation." "If you want the parchment scroll that records the training steps, I'll get it for you later. It's in the treasury." Blood dripped down the black sorcerer's forehead and his face was pale. He had spared no effort to continue the heritage of the Forest Kingdom and the lives of those islanders' believers.

"Take me to the center of the royal city. I want to see the tree." Nasenwei was trembling all over. He begged, "Please. The sacred tree is really innocent." "If I really want to dig, will I ask for your permission? Take me there." Jiang Mo made his words very clear. The black-robed sorcerer understood what he meant and did not dare to refuse. He then let Lu Jin and Jiang Mo put their arms around his shoulders. Before leaving, Chen instructed his companions: "Hall, Evans, go and arrange for people to move the goods." "I will take them to the royal city. Don't worry about the sacred tree. We have no other choice. Please believe me." The two seriously injured Nathan guards numbly agreed to his arrangement. "Om-!" The transparent vortex unfolded, and Jiang Mo and Lu Jin penetrated the alien space. In just a moment, they arrived at the Holy Forest of the Royal City. There was heavy fog here, and an old tree stood tall on the ground. “It’s here” Under the guidance of Chen, Jiang Mo came to the sacred tree. The soil underground stored a huge amount of Qi, which was infinitely rich. "You see" Jiang Mo stopped in front of the sacred tree, staring at the dry branches, which looked like twisted hands, faintly conveying the fluctuations of life. Countless complicated whispers gradually sounded in his ears, as if trying to attract him to submit to the glory of the gods. Jiang Mo raised his hand forward, and a large piece of soil floated up, and the ground shook, which frightened the black-clothed warlock: "Didn't you say you couldn't do it?!" "Just look at it." The deep pit revealed its full appearance as the soil left it. Jiang Mo looked down and saw countless twisted tree roots intertwined with each other. Blurry faces were imprinted in them, looking extremely hideous. A dazzling golden light shone from the center of the roots. After more than a thousand years, this scene, which could only be witnessed by the dying King Nathan in his old age, was presented to the eyes of several people in its entirety. "How could this happen?" The black-robed sorcerer's pupils shrank rapidly, he knelt on the ground in agony and uttered a word, feeling a sudden chill for no apparent reason. This was more torturous than killing him. His already crumbling faith was now completely reduced to ruins. "Uncle Master, this tree is so weird." Lu Jin frowned. He vaguely felt that the tree roots below were like a living creature composed of countless obsessions. "Well, that's not what I was looking for." Jiang Mo was a little disappointed. He had initially guessed that the sacred tree that could create all the strange people on the island might be the legendary ancient Jianmu, but it was not. "Boom!!!" The soil rolled down, burying the roots, and everything returned to calm. The only thing left between heaven and earth was the regretful cry of the sorcerer in black. He held his head in his hands, curled up on the ground, and broke down emotionally because the sacred tree was a man-made thing. "I have no interest in this tree. It's up to you to decide whether to keep it or destroy it." Jiang Mo turned a blind eye. Nasenwei, who had discovered the truth, remained silent. He pounded the ground with his hands several times, causing the soil to crack. Even after a long time, he still did not have the courage to destroy the sacred tree. He staggered to his feet, as if he had lost his soul, turned around and walked out of the Holy Forest, saying in a hoarse voice: "You two, wait for me here."

As he finished speaking, a transparent vortex emerged and swallowed up the figure. In an instant, Nasenwei returned with a parchment scroll in his hand and handed it to Jiang Mo. "The cultivation method of the Kingdom of Heaven is right above. It was passed down a long time ago. Not many people know it now. You can do with it as you please." "Your goods have also been moved by the islanders to the northern harbor of the island. Finally, I implore you to leave as soon as possible after you are done." "it is good." Jiang Mo took the parchment scroll. Then he asked about the whereabouts of the Lu family's bodyguard named Xu. Lu Jin described his face, but the answer he got was that the other party had escaped and his life or death is still unknown. At night, Jiang Mo and Lu Jin did not stay in the royal city. Instead, they returned to the beach by the sea, cut trees in the surrounding woods, and built a simple wooden house. Like ants moving house, the islanders carried medical supplies to the harbor day and night. The third day, dusk. Jiang Mo, who was meditating quietly, opened his eyes slightly. After a few days, he had almost figured out the cultivation of the Kingdom of Heaven, and now he could barely open it. "Uncle Master, have you succeeded?!" Lu Jin, who was guarding the side, was grilling seafood. When he saw Jiang Mo wake up, he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity. "Um" Jiang Mo responded calmly. To him, even though the Heaven could allow his body and consciousness to enter a special dimension of space, its effect on tempering his spirit and mind was average. In actual combat, its effect was even worse than the Ancient Soul-Breaking Curse, which was like a chicken rib. He looked up at the distant horizon. The golden sea was glittering with rugged waves. The Lu family's merchant ship had not arrived yet. "Jin'er, what day is it?" “On the third day, all the supplies were brought back and piled in the shelter out front.” Lu Jin told the truth, and then said: "The Nasenwei who took us to the Holy Forest yesterday came to see you. He saw you were meditating and left without disturbing you." "But he left a letter for you." Jiang Mo took the letter from Lu Jin, opened it, glanced at it briefly, and then used his Qi to shake it into pieces. "Uncle Master? What did he say?" "Nothing. Just ask me for a favor and ask me to keep the matter of the sacred tree a secret." Jiang Mo understood Nathanwei's decision and tacitly agreed to the request. (End of this chapter)