Countless aged faces stared fixedly at the young man in gray-white Daoist robes standing in the heart of Desolate Ridge.
Every face looked completely different.
The Devouring Desolation Demon Sage was not, in essence, a mere tree demon.
He was the incarnation of a vast sea of forests.
When the Purple Mansion Heavenly Monarch traveled through Heaven-Stabilizing Continent all those years ago, he had left behind this "seed," which, nearly forty million years later, would be capable of vying for heaven and earth authority with the continent's greatest Supreme Saint of all time. Whether he had done so intentionally or unwittingly was a question no one could answer.
But for a Void Creation Realm Heavenly Monarch capable of discerning countless threads of karma within the River of Time, perhaps nothing he did was ever accidental.
Facing the scrutiny of countless faces from every direction, Yin Ji simply stared straight ahead with his pale-gold eyes, devoid of any emotion.
The only two True Purity Realm cultivators truly qualified to stand in this contest exchanged no words.
The earth merely shook.
Densely packed roots surged out of the ground like thousands upon thousands of dark-green dragons, frenziedly coiling toward Yin Ji at their center to strangle him.
Every root was formed from nearly tangible dark-green Dao Rhyme.
Their immense pressure alone was enough to effortlessly crush any Below Immortal Realm cultivator within dozens of miles of them.
Under the crushing weight of that immense Dao Rhyme, heaven and earth groaned, unable to bear the burden.
Yin Ji formed a hand seal with his right hand and held it before his chest. At the same time, golden light blazed, shredding the dark-green roots surging toward him.
But Desolate Ridge was the Devouring Desolation Demon Sage's home ground, cultivated over ten million years.
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