Holy Land

Hearing the voice from within the block of wood, Chen Fei's face lit up with joy. He had watered it with Spirit Awakening Liquid for several months. To be honest, the longer it went on, the less hope Chen Fei had held.

He had not truly given up in the end only because he did not want Baka's Spiritual Wisdom to simply dissipate like this.

And today, the Spiritual Wisdom belonging to Baka within the block of wood had finally revived.

A quarter-hour later, the original block of wood had turned into a small treant. Compared to Baka's former appearance, however, it was undoubtedly much smaller and far weaker.

When Chen Fei had first encountered Baka, Baka had already been a peak first-order demon, only a thread away from entering the ranks of Second-order Demons.

But now, Baka's strength had long since fallen to the early first order. It was among the weakest of demons; likely any Body Refining Realm martial artist could beat Baka black and blue.

Fortunately, though Baka's origin had been damaged, its foundation remained. Given some more time, it would likely recover to the peak first order. As for reaching the early second order, that would still be somewhat difficult.

Back when the Secret Realm had advanced to the second order, every living thing within had gained enormous benefits, and Baka had seized the chance to break through to the level of a second-order demon.

But later, driven by greed, it had climbed Half-Bottle Mountain, only to be hunted by the other demons there. In its panic, it had stumbled into the Ghost City.

In a place like the Ghost City, without a way to deal with it, even a single day could leave one dead and gone. Of the twenty-odd Aperture Refining Realm martial artists