Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 2143: 2143: Golden Ancestor Tree
Previously on Invincible Divine Sword...
While the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan and his companions felt utterly helpless, the Patriarch—who had been greeting visitors outside—burst in, gasping for breath and bursting with thrill as he announced, “Ancestral Lord, Clan Leader, His Majesty Ancestor Dragon Primordial Demon Bright Sky Emperor, he, he’s here!”
His Majesty Ancestor Dragon Primordial Demon Bright Sky Emperor!
He’s here!
The Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan froze for a moment, but once the words sank in, he leaped to his feet, while the Clan Leader and all the Golden Treant Clan powerhouses felt a massive jolt of shock.
“What did you say? His Majesty Ancestor Dragon Primordial Demon Bright Sky Emperor has arrived?!” The Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan blurted out, his voice trembling with a mix of thrill and astonishment.
“Yes, His Majesty Ancestor Dragon Primordial Demon Bright Sky Emperor is here, right outside the Main Hall!” The Patriarch replied, his excitement bubbling over.
“Hurry, let’s go greet the Realm Lord!” The Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan urged with fervor, and even before his words trailed off, he bolted toward the Main Hall entrance.
The Golden Treant Clan’s powerhouses snapped to attention as well, surging forward in a frenzy of excitement, each vying to reach the front.
Yang Xiaotian had gathered a huge following throughout the Celestial Realms, and even the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan held deep respect for him.
Before long, the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan spotted the blue-robed figure waiting just beyond the Main Hall doors.
His heart pounded wildly as he hurried closer, dropping into a profound bow before Yang Xiaotian. “Realm Lord, Huang Rong regrets not greeting you sooner—please pardon my oversight!”
The Golden Treant Clan experts trailing behind him also knelt low, their voices laced with eager reverence as they offered their salutes.
Yang Xiaotian felt a twinge of surprise at the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan’s intense enthusiasm, given that the man himself ranked as a Supreme Overlord on the Eternal Realm List.
“Elder Huang, there’s no need for such formalities.” Yang Xiaotian reached out to steady him, then gestured for the entire Golden Treant Clan group to stand.
The personal touch from Yang Xiaotian left the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan feeling profoundly honored.
“My deepest thanks, Realm Lord!” he responded, his tone brimming with elation.
With the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan and the others inviting him in with fervent respect, Yang Xiaotian led his entourage of over a hundred into the grand Main Hall of the Golden Treant Clan’s stronghold.
Once inside, the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan gestured for Yang Xiaotian to claim the seat of honor.
Yang Xiaotian accepted without hesitation, settling into the main position as befitted his role as the Three Realms Lord.
After taking his place, Yang Xiaotian shared the reason for his arrival with the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan.
Upon hearing that Yang Xiaotian had come to rescue their Golden Ancestor Tree, the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan surged with joy, rising swiftly to offer a deep bow of gratitude before asking, “Your Majesty, should I guide you to it right away?”
“Very well.” Yang Xiaotian nodded without delay, and soon, with the Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan and his followers leading the way—joined by the Rain Demon and Abyss of Darkness experts—he set off to inspect the Golden Ancestor Tree.
They soared through the air nonstop until they reached the heart of the Golden Treant Clan’s territory, where the Golden Ancestor Tree stood revealed.
The Golden Ancestor Tree, once radiant in its golden splendor, now appeared utterly devoid of its former glow. Its bark, previously shimmering gold, had shriveled away entirely, while the leaves hung limp in shades of dull gray and faded yellow, scattered across the earth below.
A chilling puncture wound from a fist marred the trunk.
This gaping hole was clearly the handiwork of the Dead Man Clan Ancestor’s strike.
Within that wound, strands of death energy lingered ominously.
This death energy kept seeping steadily into the roots, the leaves, and every part of the Golden Ancestor Tree.
The Dead Man Clan Ancestor’s death energy, tinged in eerie gray-green, ranked among the most fearsome forces of decay in existence, boasting devastating corrosive and devouring might. Even a Saint at the Heavenly Dao Tenth Layer would dissolve into rot upon contact.
Regular Heavenly Dao Realm Saints found it impossible to draw near such deadly essence.
Yang Xiaotian advanced steadily.
The death energy in the wound detected his presence and coalesced into a swirling form, charging toward him aggressively.
Confronting the onrushing death energy, Yang Xiaotian stayed utterly composed. The Twenty-four Bright Wings unfurled behind him in an instant, causing the assaulting energy to wail in terror as it fled back into the tree’s hollow, cowering in the trunk’s crevices.
With that sight confirmed, Yang Xiaotian drew nearer to the wound.
At this point, clearing every trace of death energy from the trunk was essential. Only then could he channel the supreme life force from his Ultimate Life Holy Body and Primordial Life Holy Body to restore the Golden Ancestor Tree.
He pressed both hands against the trunk.
As Yang Xiaotian’s palms made contact, the death energy inside attempted to invade through his skin. Yet he invoked the Twenty-four Bright Wings’ power, unleashing a radiant glow from his hands that incinerated the encroaching death energy amid piercing cries of torment.
With Yang Xiaotian’s command, the Twenty-four Bright Wings’ energy flooded relentlessly into the trunk’s every recess.
Beneath the Bright Wings’ influence, the death energy permeating the Golden Ancestor Tree’s trunk began to dissolve bit by bit.
The Golden Treant Clan experts observed the scene with bated breath and mounting anxiety.
In short order, the death energy tainting the trunk and lurking in the leaves vanished entirely, leaving just the resilient remnants buried deep in the roots.
Still, the death energy rooted there proved incredibly resilient, erecting a fortified shield that stubbornly defied the onslaught from Yang Xiaotian’s Bright Wings power.
The Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan held his breath tight, fists balled in suspense. Earlier, the Primordial Holy Master had purged the death energy from the trunk and leaves too, yet failed to eradicate it from the roots completely.
Before long, that root-bound death energy would creep outward once more.
Without fully banishing the death energy from the roots, the whole endeavor would amount to nothing.
Noting the death energy’s fierce hold in the roots, Yang Xiaotian amplified the Bright Wings’ intensity. The Twenty-four Bright Wings blazed with dazzling brilliance, unleashing a torrent of luminous force that crashed like a raging surge, smashing the defiant death energy to pieces.
Within moments, every last bit of death energy lodged in the roots was utterly cleansed.
The Golden Treant Clan experts erupted in wild delight, their triumphant shouts filling the air.
Next, Yang Xiaotian unleashed the life force of his Ultimate Life Holy Body, channeling it steadily into the trunk. Simultaneously, he called forth the Primordial Life Tree, merging its vital essence into the Golden Ancestor Tree.
The Golden Ancestor Tree’s trunk, teetering on the brink of demise, started pulsing with renewed strength and sheen, its leaves regaining their golden brilliance and even budding fresh golden foliage.
In the end, the Golden Ancestor Tree’s life force roared back like an endless ocean, radiating waves of golden radiance.
“It’s saved!” The Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan, witnessing the Golden Ancestor Tree’s full revival, could hardly contain his ecstasy and capered about in glee.
Only after confirming the Golden Ancestor Tree’s vitality had fully returned did Yang Xiaotian cease his efforts.
“We owe you everything, Your Majesty, for bringing the Golden Ancestor Tree back to life!” The Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan rushed up to Yang Xiaotian, dropping into a solemn bow of profound gratitude.
The rest of the Golden Treant Clan experts followed suit, offering deep bows in unison.
Yang Xiaotian dismissed the thanks with a casual wave and a grin. “Think nothing of it—I came here partly for your Golden Treant Clan’s promised reward.”
The Ancestor of the Golden Treant Clan paused in surprise, then hastened to reply, “I’ll fetch those thirty-six Golden Holy Fruits for Your Majesty immediately.”