The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

In Fang Lin’s previous era, a terrible demon tree once emerged somewhere. It had nine hundred and ninety-nine vines, which shaded the sun and clouds and each vine was as hard as a divine weapon.

What this demon tree loved most was fresh blood. Wherever it went, all creatures would have their blood drained by it.

This demon tree caused a great uproar at the time, and many powerful people fell under this tree, shocking everyone.

At that time, several Pill Refiners from the Pill Saint Palace went out to search for herbs and were maliciously attacked by the demon tree.

Finally, the Pill Saint Palace sent out powerful martial artists who joined forces with other factions to suppress and destroy the demon tree.

However, that battle was also a heavy casualty. The demon tree was formidable, possessing divine powers that allowed it to vanish freely, ordinary powerful martial artists were no match for it.

When that battle took place, Fang Lin had just joined the Pill Saint Palace not long ago, so he had not seen how fierce and bloody the battle was, but he heard from the people who returned.

Now seeing this old tree with black vines, Fang Lin immediately thought of the sinister Ancient Demon Tree that had shocked the world.

However, this tree in the Blood Lake is clearly not the ancient Demon Tree from those years, as that tree had been killed by powerful martial artists and even its roots had been destroyed, it could not possibly reappear.

This Demon Tree in sight is evidently nowhere near that ancient one; this can be seen not only from its size but also from the number of its vines.

The Ancient Demon Tree, with nine hundred and ninety-nine vines, could sweep across all the powerful martial artists in the world, making people change colors at the sight of it.

However, the one in the Blood Lake only has twelve vines, which is far less than the Ancient Demon Tree.

Despite this, Fang Lin had a serious look on his face, as this is clearly a growing demon tree. If it is allowed to continue growing here, it might recreate the terrifying scene of an Ancient Demon Tree one day.

Apart from this Demon Tree, Fang Lin also saw piles of corpses at the bottom of the Blood Lake. Most of them had become bones, with very few not completely decomposed, but they were all extremely shriveled.

At first glance, there must be at least a thousand corpses, scattered at the bottom of the Blood Lake.

Fang Lin felt a chill down his spine. These corpses must have belonged to people who entered the Ghost Mountain Blood Lake from ancient times till now but could not get out. All of them died in the Blood Lake, with the blood in their bodies melting into the lake and becoming the nourishment for this demon tree.

One can imagine how painful these people were before they died, and this Demon Tree, despite having made such enormous killings, has only grown to the level of twelve vines.

Looking at it this way, the growth of this Demon Tree must require an astonishing amount of nourishment. Without tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people to serve as nourishment, it would be tough to grow to a significant size.

At this moment, the scarlet longsword is fiercely piercing the Demon Tree’s body, continuously absorbing the fresh blood present within the Demon Tree.

Fang Lin felt a wave of emotion. If it weren’t for the scarlet longsword, other divine weapons might have found it hard to deal with this Demon Tree.

If this Demon Tree had hundreds of vines, I’m afraid the scarlet longsword would be hard to be its opponent. After all, the Demon Tree in ancient times was slaughtered by all the brave men.

However, at this moment, this Demon Tree has met its greatest nemesis and is at the end of the road.

The crimson longsword did not care what kind of tree it was, it just wanted to absorb blood and would not give up until it completely drained you.

The Demon Tree was becoming more and more withered. Though it was still struggling, it appeared futile and utterly helpless against the crimson longsword.

Fang Lin did not stop the scarlet longsword. In his view, this demon tree must be destroyed. Otherwise, if it grows up, considering the strength of the martial artists of this era, there will probably be no one who can contend with it.

Moreover, this tree has caused many deaths and should indeed be eradicated.

“Huh?” Just then, Fang Lin suddenly noticed that there was a long spear sticking into the root of the Demon Tree.

This spear looked ordinary, most common kind, and there was even rust and cracks on the spearhead.

But this very ordinary spear was able to pierce into the body of the Demon Tree and had not been destroyed after God knows how many years.

Fang Lin showed a curious look, seeing that the demon tree had lost the power to resist, he jumped directly to the bottom of the Blood Lake and carefully walked to the side of the demon tree.

As Fang Lin approached, the spear seemed to move, it let out a humming sound that sent Fang Lin into a beating heart, as if his soul was struck by something.

Fang Lin immediately stepped back two steps, with a shocked look on his face. He instinctively felt that this spear was extraordinary, a divine weapon.

Fang Lin had a touch of desire on his face; he reached out to touch the spear.

Bit by bit, Fang Lin’s hand gradually approached the spear and then grabbed the shaft of the spear.

At that moment, Fang Lin’s eyes turned red, he seemed to be entirely crazed, and a wave of murderous desire spread over his heart, as if a voice in his head was telling him to slaughter all the demon beasts in the world.

“Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!”

“Slaughter all the demons in the world!”

“If all demons aren’t dead, my soul will not be extinguished!”

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During Fang Lin’s shaking, he quickly let go of the spear, and a mouthful of blood couldn’t be suppressed and spurted out, some of which landed on the spear.

Fang Lin looked horrified; he thought of something terribly horrifying.

This demon tree was not newly born; it was the terribly destructive demon tree from that ancient tale.

In that great battle, the demon tree was not killed but suffered unimaginable damage. People thought the demon tree was dead, but it was not.

The Demon Tree wasn’t dead, it was hiding here, trying to revitalize itself, but it was suppressed by this strange spear, which slowed its recovery to a great extent. Over so many years, it has only recovered to the level of having twelve vines.

In that brief moment just now, Fang Lin seemed to have seen the outcome of that major battle, the fall of many powerful beings, and finally one person emerged. With an overwhelming desire to kill, with an angry scream tearing apart the heavens, he fiercely drove this spear into the demon tree.

The blood-red longsword finally drained the last drop of fresh blood from the Demon Tree. The Demon Tree let out a mournful howl; all its vines fell to the ground and lost their vitality.

The Scarlet Longsword flew away from the Demon Tree and went straight to Fang Lin. At this moment, something unexpected happened.

The spear that was originally embedded in the Demon Tree suddenly started moving and burst out with an astonishing murderous aura, aiming at the scarlet longsword.