His Task Complete, He Departs

"Clang clang clang clang clang!"

In the sky, helicopters circled the mountaintop, the sound of their propellers clearly audible from the streets outside the park at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the entire East Gate Park was sealed off, with no one allowed to enter or exit. However, on the road outside East Gate Park and on the tall buildings in the distance, many people held binoculars and phones, pointing them towards the area.

The curiosity of the masses was unstoppable. Many people had even traveled from distant streets and other districts just to see the so-called immortals and monsters. This was just the reality; online, the news was spreading like wildfire and causing a huge commotion.

However, many who came expecting to see something spectacular were disappointed. They only heard exaggerated accounts of the previous scenes from those who had experienced them. Yet, even without seeing immortals or monsters, many were satisfied just seeing the armed helicopters.

"Z-10! I'm really seeing the real deal this time!" A young man who looked like a college student, holding binoculars on a distant building, craned his neck and shouted excitedly, leaning forward so much it was frightening he might fall.

"This scene is too exaggerated, even armed helicopters are deployed!" An uncle holding an SLR camera stood on the street outside the park, filming.

"Who are they fighting? Little monsters?"

"They're fighting monsters! Didn't you hear? There are monsters on the mountain!"

More onlookers who had come out of curiosity had already heard about the events of the previous night. Many videos about the Yellow Goat Mountain monsters and immortals were circulating everywhere online. They could be seen on Weibo, Tieba, WeChat groups, and QQ groups. In particular, the scene of the immortal summoning lightning from the sky had generated a large number of animated GIFs.

"Where are the immortals? I want to see the immortals!" Many people had come specifically to see Fang Xiu. Fang Xiu himself didn't even know he was starting to have fans.

As dawn broke, perhaps because Fang Xiu had entered the Death World, the dense fog began to contract and did not continue to spread. Large numbers of police and firefighters began to enter the mountain, but as soon as they entered the fog, they immediately lost contact with the outside world.

After the dispatched helicopters arrived, the armed forces decided to land on the main peak.

However, as they approached the summit of the main peak, they were immediately subjected to a fierce attack from the Eramon Tree of the Undead on the mountaintop.

The massive tree body emerged from the mist, a terrifying and hideous black demonic tree, revealing its horrifying form. It raised its vines and attacked the sky, trying to drag the helicopters down to the ground.

"Target spotted! Target spotted! Requesting permission to attack! Requesting permission to attack!"

"Requesting attack, requesting..."

Panicked voices also sounded inside the armed helicopters. Although they were prepared, seeing such a monster in person made everyone's heart skip a beat and filled them with fear.

"Permission granted!"

Immediately, the sound of machine guns rang out, shredding the clusters of vines the Tree of the Undead was swinging. More vines then rose up, and the helicopters immediately gained altitude, directly firing two rockets from the sky.

"Holy cow! Holy cow! There really are monsters!" This scene immediately ignited the emotions of the crowd below. Everyone gathered around, forming a cluster and looking up at the mountain.

"Rockets! Armed helicopters battling a tree demon!" On the building, the rooftop was packed with people, many scrambling for binoculars.

"Is my Weibo going to be trending? Hurry up and retweet and like it!"

The rockets bombarded the mountaintop, and the violent explosion caused the Tree of the Undead to struggle violently. However, this time was different from the last. In the Death World, Fang Xiu was also fiercely attacking its main body.

The Tree of the Undead couldn't even recover its body. At this moment, it truly felt a life-or-death crisis. However, the armed helicopters in the sky still didn't stop, their machine guns continuously firing at it.

"Roar!" A violent roar, like the clashing of metal, a high-pitched hum that stretched out, shook everyone around, causing them to cover their ears and feel dizzy.

Many who were not physically strong immediately fainted and fell to the ground. Groups of people rolled their eyes and lost consciousness.

"Roar!"

As another painful roar came, the dense fog over the entire Yellow Goat Mountain contracted in an instant, condensing into a giant hand that grabbed the helicopter in the sky.

At this moment, everyone inside the armed helicopter was scared out of their wits. The giant hand rose from the ground like a pillar reaching the heavens, directly grabbing them as if it were pinching an insect.

"It's over! It's over!" The pilot covered his head. He had undergone various training, but he had never imagined he would face such a situation. He had thought about facing various powerful enemies, but he had never expected to fight an enemy like this, like a god or demon.

Just as the smoky hand was closing, about to crush the helicopter, a ray of light pierced through from beneath the main body of the Tree of the Undead, a divine power light soaring up, illuminating the heavens and earth like a beam of light.

Many people who had covered their ears and were watching this area, their pupils instantly dilated, seeing only the light reaching the heavens. Their eyes were like mirrors, reflecting the brilliant radiance.

That power penetrated two worlds, directly destroying the core of the Tree of the Undead.

The main body of the Tree of the Undead seemed to have been burned into an empty shell, and with a gust of wind, it vanished into the air.

The air seemed to solidify for a moment, and then all the smoke instantly lost all its cohesive power and collapsed.

"Boom!"

A violent shockwave spread out with the Yellow Goat Mountain peak as its core. All the gray smoke gradually disappeared and faded away.

At this moment, beneath the ground on the mountaintop, a black door appeared. At this time, it could be seen that within the black door, a phantom world was rapidly collapsing and shattering.

From the ashes and debris, Fang Xiu grabbed a sapling that was trying to escape. It was a miniature Tree of the Undead, only the thickness of an arm and one meter tall, with branches like devil's hands growing all over the main trunk, but no vines were visible.

The speed of the world's collapse was unimaginable, crushing towards Fang Xiu in the center. He leaped out from the ground, and in a few steps, like a ladder to the clouds, he stepped on the air and jumped into the sky.

At this moment, the armed helicopter also broke free from its restraints, swaying and flying into the distance. Many people who had covered their ears, shaken by the Tree of the Undead's dying struggle and roar, also stood up one by one, looking bewilderedly at Fang Xiu above the clouds in the sky.

As that ray of light shot out, killing the demonic tree and dispersing the clouds, everyone noticed Fang Xiu. Only then did they see what the so-called immortal looked like.

It was a figure wearing a moon-white Daoist robe. Only those with binoculars could vaguely see the silver-white long hair and indistinct face.

At this moment, the sun was slowly rising from the east. Fang Xiu held the Tree of the Undead sapling, his gaze burning, looking down at the earth.

Beneath the earth, tens of thousands of people looked up at the sky, looking at him, their eyes exaggerated to the extreme, as if they were looking at legendary gods and demons, Buddhas, or God.

"Oh my god!" The reporter holding the camera instantly forgot his job, put down the camera hanging around his neck, held his head, and vigorously grabbed his hair.

"Really... really... an immortal!"

"Three Pure Ones Dao Ancestor? Was that sword light just now? Is this the Master of the Heavens?"

"Lü Dongbin has descended to the mortal world!"

Fang Xiu ignored how the people below saw him and instead looked at Yellow Goat Mountain. He held up the Tree of the Undead and waved it forcefully. He saw a large number of fluorescent spots descending from the clouds, like a swarm of fireflies flowing down. The fluorescent spots rotated and descended, falling from the cloud tops into Yellow Goat Mountain, entering the bodies of those whose souls had been taken.

Instantly, those who had been unconscious and lost in the Death World began to wake up from their slumber.

Fang Xiu turned around, his white Daoist robe swaying, his silver-white long hair fluttering in the wind. As he stepped on the clouds and departed, he disappeared above the cloud tops.

Clouds drifted and rolled, a gentle breeze surged, and the figure of the immortal was no longer seen. The demon vanished, the strange fog dispersed, and everything was like a dream.