Chapter 46: Blue Sky and Green Banyan Tree
After hearing what Zhu Jiuyin said, the other Ancestral Witches said in disbelief: "What! Dijiang was beaten into this state by someone fighting alone!"

It's no wonder they couldn't believe it. After all, the fighting ability of the Ancestral Witch had gradually spread throughout the prehistoric world. Every Ancestral Witch was very familiar with fighting. Even Hou Tu, who was the most peaceful in the past, would become the most crazy fighting weapon once she transformed into the true body of the Ancestral Witch.

Even several great gods of the same level were unwilling to confront the crazy Twelve Ancestral Witches, which made them even more arrogant. Who would have thought that Zhu Jiuyin would now give them a big slap in the face.

Xuanming was the calmest and immediately thought of Dijiangceng being sent by Zhu Jiuyin to welcome the so-called distinguished guest.

"Was he injured by that distinguished guest?" Xuan Ming asked. The other ancestor witches also frowned. After all, they had heard something about this.

A ball of water-like power appeared in Zhu Jiuyin's hand, and a wisp of soul fell into the long river of time. Endless pictures flashed before his eyes. Just when he was about to go back to the moment when Dijiang was injured, a strange and mysterious aura suddenly blocked his spying, and finally he had no choice but to leave the long river of time.

But no answer is also an answer. Zhu Jiuyin nodded and said, "It should be so. Alas, it seems that my plan went wrong this time. We all have important matters to attend to. I thought Dijiang would be calmer, but that distinguished guest obviously had special powers. Dijiang was overjoyed and wanted to take him away by force. In the end, he ended up like this. I should have sent Houtu to go."

Zhu Rong's temper flared up again, and he said angrily: "I don't care what kind of a lousy guest he is. If I find out who hurt my brother, I will skin him alive!"

Several other ancestor witches, such as the ancestor witch of gold, Rushou, were also very angry and roared that they would tear this damn guest to pieces.

Hou Tu was even more careful. At this moment, she had transformed into a human body, and her dark eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. "This power... is indeed strange, more mysterious and ethereal than the power of the earth. I'm afraid that even the power of time and space of my elder brother and second brother cannot reach it. Could it be that he is really a distinguished guest of my Wu clan as Father God said?"

Zhu Jiuyin also ignored the yelling witch ancestors. He always liked his younger sister's attentiveness. The two of them and Xuanming were known as the eyes, brains and calmness of the witch clan.

Xuan Ming indeed kept a cool head and shot a stream of icy air towards Di Jiang's unconscious body, temporarily freezing his physical collapse. The other ten ancestor witches also worked together to block it, and only then were they able to barely stop Di Jiang's body from collapsing.

After finally sending Dijiang into the depths of the earth, they also followed him in, but this time they had to discuss future countermeasures.

Because the ancestor witches temporarily left their respective tribes, the newly born great witches could only hold their positions and dared not act rashly.

The surrounding races on the verge of collapse could also take a breath and speed up their evacuation. The increasingly heated situation near Mount Buzhou suddenly stagnated for a moment, which was puzzling.

Heng Ming, the instigator of all this, had no idea of ​​this. He just planted a top-grade innate spiritual root on the Fate Island with joy.

This spiritual root is shaped like a towering tree. From a distance it looks like an illusory gray shadow. Countless aerial roots hang down from it, like roots without a source. It is extraordinary and strange, with tentacles spanning the blue sky, dominating the world, just like an overlord.

The tree crown is even larger, covering an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles. Countless species can be seen relying on this tree for survival, and the tree itself is constantly breathing. It is obvious that it has awakened its spiritual intelligence and is practicing. One day it will transform into a human being and become another innate sacred being.

It was precisely because the cultivation of this spiritual root was so huge that Hengming was alarmed, and he happily took it in. Although the tree fought back desperately, and the countless species it nurtured also risked their lives to attack Hengming, these were like ants trying to shake a tree, and they were unable to bring any obstruction at all. Instead, Hengming destroyed them ruthlessly and forced them to be used as nutrients for his destiny to restore his luck.

It was a pity that these races were too weak, and in the end they only shortened the decline of his luck by three thousand years.

Seeing that he had been completely trapped in this evil man's dojo, a human face appeared on the trunk of this huge tree, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles. It seemed majestic and powerful, but it was begging for mercy for a creature that was very small to him.

"Please, great god, spare my life. I am willing to guard your house and raise your race. Please spare my life!"

Heng Ming sneered and said, "Didn't you order those races to attack me before? You were very happy about the attack, but now you want to beg for mercy? It's too late! If you become my clone now, maybe I can spare your life."

This spiritual root is called the Blue Sky Green Banyan. It does not bloom or bear fruit, but it is best at nurturing species. It is somewhat similar to the legendary Jianmu, which is known as the world tree of the ancient times. How could Hengming let go of such a unique spiritual root?

It just so happened that he felt he was short of manpower, and this spiritual root just happened to become his clone.

Seeing that his constant begging for mercy did not earn him any mercy, Bikong Qingrong could only roar and choose self-destruction, swearing to never let this man gain any benefit.

But under Hengming, even if he wanted to destroy himself, it would be just a luxury.

A trace of disdain flashed across Hengming's face, and with a casual wave of his hand, the power of destiny immediately wove into a net, trapping him tightly, and finally directly merged into the body of the banyan tree, completely controlling his soul, spirit, and magic power. Now he could neither live nor die.

"I originally wanted to spare your life and let you serve me tea and water. Maybe you will be able to gain great fortune in the future. I didn't expect you to be so stubborn and even try to destroy my spoils. It seems that I can't keep you alive!"

Heng Ming pronounced in a cold voice: "In the name of fate, I will deprive you of all control over the Azure Sky and Green Banyan Tree, deprive you of your soul, deprive you of your magic power, and you will perish from this world."

"No!" That bit of spiritual consciousness made an unwilling sound, and finally died sadly, and everything about him was completely integrated into the green banyan tree in the blue sky, maintaining its vitality very well.

Hengming looked at the tree with satisfaction. Seeing that destroying its spiritual consciousness did not damage the origin of the tree, he felt at ease to plant it on the Fate Island.

"Very good, the Azure Sky Green Banyan is a top-grade innate spiritual root, and has enough potential to cultivate to the level of a Daluo Golden Immortal. In order not to waste its potential, it is better to grow it for a while before refining it."

Hengming continued to travel in the Buzhou Mountains in a good mood. As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. As long as you are strong enough, even bad luck can turn into good fortune.

(End of this chapter)