Tree Battle

Zhou Leng ran along the trunk, leaped upward, and the summit of the Mother Tree came into view.

Under the impact of Void God power, the enormous canopy of the Mother Tree bloomed like a flower.

The uneven canopy had been blasted into a sunken basin four to five kilometers across.

At the center of the scorched-black basin lay the scattered fragments of the Mother Insect's corpse.

Its body slowly melted, black mucus seeping out and soaking into the Mother Tree.

The one-armed Calamity Envoy leaned against the Mother Insect, slumped on the ground. His entire body was covered in wounds, with scarcely an inch of intact skin left.

Specks of green poisonous light glimmered within those wounds.

Even the wounds of a Deity's incarnation could not heal.

The Calamity Envoy raised his head and looked at Zhou Leng ahead.

Zhou Leng did not rashly charge forward. He strolled ahead while observing the surroundings.

"Your Majesty Calamity Envoy, after parting for several days, meeting again brings me no small joy," Zhou Leng said as he approached.

"Your body and cultivation technique—interesting."

The Calamity Envoy's eyes were bright, his voice full and strong. His Giants' face was especially calm.

With a single glance, he saw that Zhou Leng's physical body had actually surpassed the limits of an elementary civilization.

It had already reached the level of certain geniuses from advanced civilizations.

"The scenery here is quite nice. No wonder you're sitting here." Zhou Leng continued forward.

"What did the Mother Tree tell you before it fell?"

Zhou Leng said, "Let's make a deal. You withdraw the power from Zhang Xinglie, and I'll let you leave. How about it?"

The Calamity Envoy said blandly, "Gods do not bargain with mortals."

"Then think of another way. You're a Deity, so there must be