Huai tree? I'm its natural enemy.

As blood gushed from the crack, the Venerable Palm Envoy's eyes slowly lost their light.

His body, depleted from using a secret art, crashed into the lake.

Shen Bai retracted his palms and turned to Wuhua, who was still stunned. "It felt pretty average," he said.

He had thought that facing two opponents would at least give him some challenge.

But who knew? There was no challenge at all; a single punch and a single sword strike were enough to finish them.

This means that at least the Three Treasures Realm doesn't pose any danger to me, Shen Bai thought to himself.

Although he didn't know which stage of the Three Treasures Realm the two envoys were in, defeating both of them in seconds gave Shen Bai a good idea of his own strength.

Wuhua felt completely blown away.

Especially Shen Bai's comment, "It felt pretty average," left Wuhua utterly shaken.

The two envoys were undoubtedly masters in Ascending Cloud County, yet Shen Bai had dealt with them so effortlessly.

And judging by Shen Bai's demeanor, he still seemed to have plenty of energy left.

Wuhua suddenly felt that having Shen Bai as his companion was an incredibly fortunate stroke of luck.

"Benefactor Shen, what school do you hail from?"

He was suddenly interested in Shen Bai's sect.

Such a young master must be a disciple of a major power.

Shen Bai replied, "I just practiced randomly."

"Practiced randomly?" Wuhua's eyes widened. "Benefactor Shen, do you mean you had no teacher and learned it all by yourself?"

Shen Bai nodded. "More or less. I received some guidance from a passing master, and I've been practicing by myself ever since."

Wuhua's eyes widened even further, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart. "If those prodigies in Maple Forest Province knew, they'd surely lose face."

"Leaving everything else aside, just Benefactor Shen's mastery of both fist and sword is enough to command admiration."

He spoke these words without a hint of falsehood.

Because Shen Bai's strength was truly terrifying.

Shen Bai waved his hand. "It's just some rudimentary abilities, that's all."

Wuhua gave a wry smile. "If Benefactor Shen considers these rudimentary, then this humble monk hasn't even begun to learn."

Shen Bai shook his head. "Master Wuhua, let's not dwell on trivialities. Dealing with the Sophora Tree Bizarre Entity is more important."

Now that Shen Bai had dealt with both Upper Evil Gate envoys, only the Sophora Tree Bizarre Entity remained.

At this moment, the Sophora Tree still stood on the central island.

This particular Bizarre Entity only exhibited abnormal behavior within a specific range.

Shen Bai stood on the shore, unaffected, guessing that he might need to go onto the island itself.

Wuhua looked at the huge Sophora Tree, took out his Buddha beads from his robes, and held them in his left hand.

The Opera Envoy's bamboo raft was still not far from the lake's edge.

Since they needed to go to the island, it was natural for them to use the bamboo raft.

Wuhua extended a single palm, forming a claw shape, and pulled the raft back through the air.

The next moment, a gust of wind swept through, pulling the bamboo raft across the lake surface towards the shore.

Seeing this, Shen Bai asked, "What's that move called?"

Wuhua humbly replied, "It's Telekinetic Absorption, something common martial artists often use. It's just for convenience."

Shen Bai sighed. "Ah, I really envy you for that skill. I can't do it."

A vein throbbed on Wuhua's forehead.

If he couldn't beat Shen Bai, he would definitely argue with him about Buddhist principles.

What did he mean, "envy"?

I'm the one who's envious.

You're so powerful, and you tell me you envy me for Telekinetic Absorption, something common martial artists can do?

Brother, are you saying this on purpose?

What Wuhua didn't know was that Shen Bai was being completely genuine.

"Let's go. The sooner we finish, the better."

With lingering envy in his eyes, Shen Bai stepped onto the bamboo raft.

Such flashy abilities were perfect for showing off.

It was a shame he didn't have them.

He was just relatively good at fighting, that's all.

After Wuhua boarded the raft, he pushed out a palm to the side.

The next moment, the bamboo raft sped towards the island in the center of the lake.

Island edge.

The giant Sophora Tree still swayed its branches in the wind, its leaves rustling in the night breeze, a sound that was somewhat lulling.

As Shen Bai and Wuhua stepped onto the island, the gentle night breeze immediately grew somewhat noisy.

Shen Bai could even feel a chill.

"We're already on the island, and this Sophora Tree still hasn't done anything?" Shen Bai stroked his chin, asking.

Wuhua said, "The Sophora Tree Bizarre Entity's attack is quite unique; it creates Illusions to harm people. These Illusions appear when a person is at their weakest. Benefactor, you must be careful."

Shen Bai recalled the Illusion he encountered at the Sun Family and nodded, saying, "Don't worry."

The two continued to approach the giant Sophora Tree.

Only when he got closer did Shen Bai realize just how large this Sophora Tree truly was.

Especially unsettling was the fact that the entire Sophora Tree had turned incredibly dark due to the Bizarre Entity.

As the two approached, Shen Bai saw the back of the Sophora Tree, his pupils constricting slightly.

Wuhua also saw the back and clenched his fists: "Those beasts! Letting them die easily would be too lenient!"

On the back, Sophora Tree branches were wrapped around the trunk.

Inside the branches, a dismembered corpse was entwined, already withered, but from its form and the head, it was clearly a female corpse.

The female disciples of Hundred Healers Valley were dismembered by the villagers of Huaixi Village and hidden within the Sophora Tree. This mutilated corpse in front of them was very likely one of the women from Hundred Healers Valley.

Shen Bai saw a medicine box at the base of the Sophora Tree, already dilapidated.

"The greatest evil in the human world has never been Bizarre Entities, but rather the human heart."

The two continued to approach the Sophora Tree.

Just then, the night wind intensified.

What was originally a faint night breeze turned into a gale as they approached.

If an ordinary person were here, they wouldn't even be able to stand steady.

Streaks of malevolent energy began to appear on the Sophora Tree's branches. Accompanying this malevolent energy, the front of the Sophora Tree began to twist continuously, and then terrifying human faces emerged.

These human faces showed expressions of pain, constantly squeezed and merged by the Sophora Tree, eventually forming a giant human face.

Shen Bai was witnessing a rare sight. Just as he was about to turn and speak, he suddenly noticed something was wrong with Wuhua.

Wuhua was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking extremely pained, as if struggling against some invisible force.

Sweat beaded on Wuhua's forehead, streaming down his chin to the ground, and his face grew even paler.

Seeing this, Shen Bai supported Wuhua's arm and asked, "What's happening?"

Wuhua gritted his teeth, his eyes already showing a hint of madness. The Buddha Beads dropped from his hand, rolling on the ground.

"Benefactor Shen, I was careless. I should have used the Buddha Beads directly."

"This humble monk is about to fall into an Illusion!"

"We... are in danger..."

An Illusion?

Shen Bai asked strangely, "I don't feel anything?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Bai suddenly realized something was amiss.

Around him, one ghostly figure after another appeared, carrying streaks of malevolent energy, advancing towards him.

Shen Bai's mouth twitched slightly: "This really is an Illusion."

Those ghostly figures might exert great pressure on others, but to Shen Bai...

They seemed very fake.