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Shen Mo and his party advanced further.

Suddenly, with one step forward, he felt as if he had entered an entirely new realm.

Instinctively, he lifted his gaze.

In the distance, he spotted a colossal tree connecting heaven and earth.

The tree stood withered and twisted, its leaves fallen, its canopy sparse—yet traces of its past glory remained faintly visible.

This was the Sacred Demon Tree.

The foundation of the demonkin.

The demonkin rose to power because of it, and their downfall also stemmed from it.

Jiu Yin remarked, "There appears to be an anomalous space surrounding the Sacred Demon Tree. One cannot perceive its existence unless standing outside this space."

"Only by personally entering this space can one see and touch it."

The Blood Frenzy Tribe's guard captain added flatly, "Precisely. This is the Sacred Demon Tree's peculiarity."

"Though it bears fruit exceedingly rarely now, this miraculous trait endures."

"This is why we still revere it as our sacred tree."

"One day, it shall surely regain its former splendor."

Shen Mo's group continued onward.

A checkpoint soon came into view.

Clashing sounds echoed from within.

The guard captain's expression shifted slightly. "This checkpoint should have been guarded by my Blood Frenzy Tribe. Now that sounds of battle arise, the Celestial Corpse and Netherdeim Tribes must have launched an assault."

Without hesitation, he spurred his demonic flooddragon forward, charging ahead.

As the group drew closer, they confirmed the checkpoint was enshrouded in swirling demonic clouds, accompanied by deafening battle cries.

The forces of Celestial Corpse and Netherdeim came fiercely, catching the Blood Frenzy Tribe's stationed troops off guard.

The sudden arrival of Shen Mo's party stunned the two demonkin tribes as well.

"Foreign sages from the human and demon clans! They are the ones who slew the Dark Mist Kingdom's demon lord!"

"The Great King has already issued a bounty—anyone who kills these foreign sages will be groomed as the next demon lord!"

"Kill! Kill them all!"

Laughing savagely, the demonkin of Celestial Corpse and Netherdeim rushed toward them.

Shen Mo glanced at the onslaught and shook his head slightly.

These demonkin were too bloodthirsty. Relying on four leading sages at the Seventh Layer of the Transcending Earth Realm, they dared to charge his group.

What they failed to realize was that Shen Mo had personally slain a demonic sage of the Unrestrained Heaven Realm—the Dark Mist Kingdom's renowned Black Division chief, Dark Baluo, famed for his ferocity in battle.

The battle was one-sided from the start.

Within moments, the demonkin dispatched to attack the checkpoint lay dead in pools of blood.

Even the guard captain marveled at Shen Mo's prowess.

He had not witnessed Shen Mo's killings of Dark Baluo or the Defiled Division's demon lord.

Yet now, he saw Shen Mo engage two Seventh Layer Transcending Earth Realm sages with effortless ease.

Mo Mingyu also watched, her eyes gleaming with admiration.

"My thanks, Sage Mo, and to all of you," said the guard captain solemnly.

"Let us press onward."

Shen Mo waved a dismissive hand.

Having slain these demonkin, the path ahead lay clear, unobstructed.

Soon, Shen Mo's group arrived at the foot of the Sacred Demon Tree.

Only now did he realize he had still underestimated the tree.

It was so vast that a hundred men could not encircle its trunk, forming a colossal wall.

It was so tall that no one could see its peak, no matter how high they craned their necks.

"Every few decades, the Sacred Demon Tree sheds its fruit and branches naturally," explained the guard captain.

"The tree's guardians stationed here gather them."

"When they rot, they become nourishment for the Sacred Demon Tree, perpetuating the cycle."

"The captain added, "Presently, there are withered Sacred Demon Fruits and branches lying beneath the tree."

With that, he retrieved both items for Shen Mo.

Looking at Shen Mo, he asked, "Sage Mo, what will you do next?"

Fu Zu and Jiu Yin also turned their gazes to him.

All of them wondered what use he had for these two objects.

Shen Mo beckoned with his hand.

Mo Mingyu stepped briskly to his side, whispering, "Sage Mo, what do you need me to do?"

Shen Mo smiled. "Cut open your arm. I require some of your blood."

"Your blood is special—it can awaken the latent power within the Sacred Demon Tree branch."

Mo Mingyu gaped at him.

The others either contemplated his words or shook their heads in disbelief.

Mo Mingyu appeared no different from any ordinary demonkin.

Her lineage was far inferior to the royal bloodlines of the Blood Frenzy, Celestial Corpse, or Netherdeim Tribes.

Yet despite their thoughts, the guard captain and the others kept silent.

After all they had witnessed, only deep admiration for Shen Mo remained.

Sage Mo must have his reasons, they silently affirmed.

No one questioned his actions.

Mo Mingyu hesitated only a moment before drawing a slender bone dagger from her narrow waist and lightly slashing her arm.

Crimson blood dripped steadily onto the withered Sacred Demon Tree branch.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Strangely enough, the branch absorbed Mo Mingyu's blood.

Moments later, it shimmered with a deep, blood-red hue.

Once it had fully transformed, Shen Mo unleashed a strand of spiritual energy, sealing Mo Mingyu's wound.

He tossed her a vial of pills.

Gratefully, she accepted them—she had never consumed medicines refined by humans before.

All eyes remained fixed on the Sacred Demon Tree branch, glowing intensely.

Most notably, the Blood Frenzy Tribe's guard captain.

Never before had he heard of a Sacred Demon Tree branch actively absorbing a demonkin's blood.

Everyone held their breath, silently waiting.

Outside, battle cries thundered.

Every moment brought new deaths.

Yet here, the atmosphere remained still.

Shen Mo said nothing, nor did the others.

Then, at a certain instant, the withered branch sprouted a new bud!

The blood-colored bud was impossibly tender, crafted from red crystal, evoking a desire to cherish it, to offer one's own blood in tribute.

The Blood Frenzy Tribe's guard captain gasped, breath hitching.

New leaves and branches were growing!

How could this be?

Could Mo Mingyu's bloodline truly be exceptional?!

All turned to stare at her.

Mo Mingyu herself looked stunned.

I... I am merely a Transcending Earth Realm sage from the Gale Wind Tribe.

Across the vast Demonkin Valley, there are many just like me, aren't there?

Fu Zu and Jiu Yin exchanged glances with Shen Mo, their expressions meaningful.

None among them could see what Shen Mo had.

This proved he possessed a unique ability to bypass superficiality and perceive the essence of things.

Such a skill far surpassed theirs.

Shen Mo lifted the branch, striding toward the Sacred Demon Tree.

The others immediately followed.

Moments later, Shen Mo arrived at the tree's base. Without hesitation, he delivered a fierce punch.

The guard captain trembled, his instincts driving him to intervene—but he forced himself to hold back.

This was still their sacred tree...

Was there truly no desire to stop this? Impossible.

Even withered, the Sacred Demon Tree remained colossal and impossibly sturdy. Shen Mo's full-force strike left only a small indentation.

"Not enough. I can't see the tree's core."

Shen Mo shook his head and struck again.

Wood shavings flew, the ground quaking.

The demonkin guard captain and his kin suffered silently, their hearts bleeding.

After a long while, Shen Mo abruptly ceased.

A blood-red radiance now pulsed from within.

This was the Sacred Demon Tree's core.

Shen Mo took the newly grown branch and thrust it directly into the core.

"To rebuild, one must first break."

"What you have worshiped is nothing but a corpse."

"Transform it into nourishment, and a new Sacred Demon Tree shall rise."

Shen Mo turned to the guard captain and the others, his tone grave.