At the center of Beast Island lay a valley where a towering tree grew. Its entire trunk was crimson, like blood, and its branches were wrapped in vines resembling coiling dragons, giving it a menacing appearance.
The black earth was covered in bones, layer upon layer of pale remains. The sight was ghastly, and a deathly killing intent hung in the air.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just then, dozens of burly figures appeared atop a small hill, moving like apes. They stood two or three kilometers from the tree, gazing toward it.
Some wore camouflage, others bulletproof vests. They carried laser firearms or sniper rifles, and grenades hung from their waists. Their bodies were covered in bulging muscles, and they were armed to the teeth, radiating a chilling killing intent.
Every one of them was at least at the Martial Apprentice Eighth Heaven, and some had even reached the ninth heaven. They were incredibly strong.
"Boss, our intel was right after all."
A man with a scar across his face looked delighted. "There really is a Blood-Red Tree at the center of Beast Island, and it has borne Blood-Red Fruits. They'll ripen in a little over a day."
"We've struck it rich! We're really going to make it big this time."
"Those are Blood-Red Fruits! They say they're extraordinary fruits that grow after a century of being nourished by the blood of countless beasts. Each one is worth fifty million Federal Coins."
"Money's nothing. Just one Blood-Red Fruit can help us break through the Hundred Meeting Point and reach the Martial Artist Realm, letting us project our true energy and use the Hundred-Step Divine Fist. Then we'll be among the elite."
"Exactly. Once we reach the Martial Artist Realm, the Leopard Gang will grow much stronger. We could go anywhere in