Chapter 1363 - 867: The Last Straw (Part 2)

"Handle this pressure well, manage your relationship with the world," Yang Qingqing said softly. "You are a kind person, Du Yu, and you have a heavy sense of responsibility.

I think that’s the initial reason why Burning Sun Supreme chose you."

Du Yu only felt a heaviness on his shoulders, finally, Master Qing carried him downward.

Yang Qingqing: "Compared to the hope the outside world places on you, you clearly give yourself more, heavier pressure."

Du Yu: "..."

The woman’s voice was gentle, speaking softly: "Don’t be crushed by yourself, Du Yu."

A withered spirit branch quietly reached out, but it did not seek Du Yu, instead, it landed in Yang Qingqing’s palm: "What’s wrong with him?"

Yang Qingqing sighed lightly in her heart, a layer of demon soul appeared in her palm: "The closer he gets to becoming an emperor, the more anxious, the more unstable his mood becomes."

The spirit branch was silent for a moment, full of guilt: "Sorry, I shouldn’t have summoned you all at such a critical time."

Yang Qingqing grasped the withered branch: "It’s also good to let him see, Jiang Feng and Fu Jianzhou should be able to destroy the Cold Wood.

This way, the pressure on Du Yu can be eased a bit."

Divine Tree: "Hmm."

After all, Du Yu is just a young man in his early twenties, and he hasn’t even been a Demon Tamer for three years until next month.

The Divine Tree, existing for thousands of years, has seen all the birth and death, has witnessed the tragic sights of corpses strewn all over.

It stands on a higher plane, overlooking all beings in the world.

And as a part of the Human Race, as a Great Xia Demon Tamer, Du Yu has his own limitations.

Don’t be fooled by his daily talk about becoming a god or a saint, even if Du Yu truly succeeds, with his Demon Taming Dao, how could he possibly achieve no sorrow, no joy, or be too detached to feel emotions?

"Whoosh~" The withered branch left Yang Qingqing’s palm, darting to the lower left.

Du Yu frowned slightly, and in his sight, he saw a headless skeleton, with a string of ghost skulls around its neck.

Cold Beast·Ghost Skull!

The Celestial Treasure Race creatures are indeed updating and evolving.

Originally, the Cold Beast·Ghost Skull was just a necklace composed of five skull heads.

And now, the Ghost Skull Necklace had a wearer, and it was a headless skeletal frame.

"Clatter~"

Du Yu had just noticed the opponent, only to see a withered branch pierce through the white bones, swiftly crushing it.

"Hoo~" Du Yu called upon the Shadow Gu Tower, and as his figure gently descended, he forcibly drew the demon soul towards him.

His fingers brushed over the river of demon souls, feeling the painful wails of the Cold Beast, as if... nothing different?

"Sorry to worry you all." Du Yu picked up a trace of the demon soul, speaking softly.

Yang Qingqing still had her eyes closed: "They are about to reach the bottom."

Du Yu hesitated and then said: "Master Qing, the demon skills of the Wandering Ghost Soul are not to be underestimated, capable of driving people insane.

Can we descend a bit faster? The Saint of Flowing Fire can dispel those voices."

Yang Qingqing’s voice was calm and composed: "Elder Feng’s Summer Nightingale’s level is very high.

Moreover, having learned from last time, this time the people of the Divine Wood Pavilion are more numerous, and they brought more Summer Nightingales."

Du Yu was silent for a moment, and finally chose to remain silent.

"Still good, knows to save some face for the master."

"Ah?"

Yang Qingqing even had a hint of a smile on her face: "If even I can’t hold you back, then I’m afraid no one in this world can persuade you anymore."

Du Yu helplessly said: "No, Master Qing, I specifically invited Kui Chou and Flowing Fire..."

Yang Qingqing sighed lightly in her heart, of course she wouldn’t stop Du Yu from helping before.

But now?

She just wanted Du Yu to stay in the back, observing from afar.

In Du Yu’s mind, the words of the Saint of Flowing Fire suddenly surfaced: "Listen to your master."

People might not believe it if it’s said.

In Du Yu and Yang Qingqing, the Saint of Flowing Fire saw the shadow of himself and the Dragon Ship Flower.

Little Fen Yang: "Right, right! Listen to Aunt Qingqing’s words~ Niuniu doesn’t like fighting anyway."

"Ah?" Kui Chou was a bit confused, "I don’t like fighting?"

Little Fen Yang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Niuniu likes to sleep in the Acupoint Home, right?"

Kui Chou widened his bull eyes: "Ah... alright, then I can sleep?"

Little Fen Yang suddenly got anxious: "Hey, don’t actually sleep! In case anything happens, we still need your Rapid Lightning Flash!"

Kui Chou burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha!"

Little Fen Yang then realized she was tricked.

She puffed her cheeks angrily: "Stupid Niuniu, don’t like you anymore."

"No, no, no, I was wrong... uh, that, Niuniu was wrong."

Du Yu: "..."

Yang Qingqing had a strange expression, as her demon soul had always been merged with Du Yu, she also heard the words of several Supremes.

"Screetch~~~" Amidst the roar of endless cold beasts, the song of the summer nightingale was exceptionally loud.

And a series of "thud, thud" muffled noises seemed to make the entire bottomless abyss tremble three times.

Du Yu’s heart tightened; what kind of creature could create such a commotion?

Through the Eye of Burning Sun, Du Yu witnessed an incredibly astonishing scene.

It was a pitch-black ruler, with traces of purple patterns on it!

Ancient Spiritual Artifact - Ten Thousand Jun Ruler?

It’s unknown what kind of stone was used to craft it.

And the attacking method of this ruler also left Du Yu completely stunned!

When the Ten Thousand Jun Ruler spun and flew out, its size kept enlarging, and just before crashing into the Cold Tree Stump, it had transformed into a length of hundred meters.

And when the ruler was rebounded and returned, seeking its owner Jiang Feng, its size quickly shrunk.

Until the ruler fell into the hands of Senior Sister, its length was only about 30 centimeters.

"Here will do." Yang Qingqing suddenly spoke, landing on a giant tree with Du Yu.

The distance to the bottom of the bottomless was about a hundred meters.

"Crack..." The sound of the Cold Tree Stump shattering once again caught Du Yu’s attention.

Indeed, the Ten Thousand Jun Ruler possesses the power of ten thousand jun!

The area of the Cold Tree Stump that had just been stained by the Frost Celestial Bead was blasted to pieces by the ruler!

In terms of woodcutting efficiency, of course, the Feng and Jian duo couldn’t match Du Yu.

But it was still quite impressive!

A mere few minutes, and more than half of the Cold Tree Stumps were shattered.

Moreover, the coordination between Senior Brother Fu and Senior Sister Jiang continued to improve, and their speed was increasing!

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Each heavy smash caused the bottomless abyss to tremble, like an exhilarating war drum, stirring the blood of everyone.

"Crack!!"

The sound of trees shattering resonated, and the Cold Wood Stake collapsed in ruins.

The members of Divine Wood Pavilion were greatly excited, quickly surrounding the area.

Fu Jianzhou showed a joyful expression, gasping for breath while looking up for Master Qing.

Jiang Feng holding the small Ten Thousand Jun Ruler, tried to calm herself, also looking up for the trace of the Immortal Master’s figure.

A hundred meters above, Yang Qingqing glanced at Du Yu beside her: "They succeeded."

Du Yu silently nodded.

Yang Qingqing’s hand, like a prison, finally moved away from Du Yu’s shoulder.

Her hand naturally drooped, gently holding onto Du Yu’s arm.

Du Yu’s body went stiff, looked down, and stared in a daze at the hand encircling his arm.

The woman’s voice remained crisp and cold, but her tone was so gentle: "You are not the only woodcutter."

Du Yu lifted his gaze, looking at Master Qing beside him.

Without the pupil technique, in this pitch-black environment, Yang Qingqing found it hard to see anything, relying solely on the gourd to perceive everything.

Meanwhile, Du Yu’s pair of shallow red Eyes of Burning Sun provided her with a focal point of sight.

She whispered, "You are not fighting alone."

Du Yu gently nodded.

Yang Qingqing showed a faint smile, whispered, "You are not alone."

"Hmm...Hmm."

Meanwhile, inside the South Suburb Bottomless Pit of Ancient Pine Tower City.

The tightly entwined spirit branches and cold branches gently wriggled somewhat.

"Twin." A somewhat hoarse voice imprinted into the withered spirit branch.

"What?" The Divine Tree asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe." The cold tree’s laughter was hoarse, with some self-mockery, "Now, anyone can hurt me."

Divine Spirit Tree: "..."

It’s hard to imagine this was a conversation between two mortal enemies.

The cold tree sighed softly: "Old friend, you and I have been in conflict for nearly a thousand years, haven’t we?"

The Divine Tree replied deeply: "Leave my Twin Tree Realm while everything is still not too late!"

"Leave? Heh heh, ha ha, ha ha ha ha!" The cold tree’s sinister laughter suddenly broke out, revealing its true colors, "No, no no no!

What I mean is..."

The Divine Spirit Tree’s heart sank: "Hmm?"

The Youhan Tree spoke maliciously: "It’s time to settle the score!"

...

Four thousand one hundred words, seeking some monthly pass.