Netherworld Fruit Tree

Within the gray mist, Sean picked a direction and walked, but after a while, he ended up back at the edge of the white mist.

"What a pain." Sean frowned tightly, then retraced his steps.

After wandering blindly for several days, he suddenly sensed enormous energy fluctuations ahead, along with waves of furious roars.

"Good. There are people." A smile appeared on Sean's face.

The Gray Mist Zone could easily drive powerful experts with weak souls mad. They would engage in endless slaughter within it, and after hundreds of millions of years, those who survived were all peak-level powerhouses.

Others could resist the gray mist's influence and survive for long periods while being hunted by a pack of madmen. Their strength was formidable as well.

No matter who they were, as long as there were people, things would be easier. Some of them should know where the Netherworld Fruit Tree was. Even if they did not, they could lead Sean to other people.

He deliberately released a trace of his aura. Before long, a spear flew toward him. Sean struck out with one hand and sent the spear flying.

A Wind Law High God charged out like a mad demon, his palm slicing like a blade as the space around it tore open with tiny cracks. Gray light flashed in Sean's eyes, and a Soul Attack shot forth.

The man was struck directly. His body trembled, and the bloodthirst in his eyes gradually faded.

"I was mad for hundreds of millions of years." The Wind Element Highgod panted heavily, then looked at Sean and bowed. "Thank you for saving me, my lord."

Sean asked, "What is your name?"

That strike had been a Soul Seed. However, within Nether Mountain, the Main God's divine sense could observe them at any moment, so after planting the Soul Seed, Sean immediately sent him a mental command not to call him Master.

After planting the Soul Seed, Sean had also protected his soul from being affected by the gray mist again.

"My name is Malik," Malik replied.

"Do you know where the Netherworld Fruit Tree is?" Sean asked indifferently.

Malik said, "I do, but the Netherworld Fruit Tree often changes locations. If my lord wishes to go there, we may need to search for some time."

"Fine." Sean thought for a moment, then said, "Since we can find it, there is no rush. I know there should be quite a few powerful experts in the Gray Mist Zone who have retained their consciousness. Do you know where to find them?"

Sean had no idea whether the endless gray mist around them had been created by the Death Sovereign or formed naturally by heaven and earth, but its influence on souls never ceased. If Sean stopped protecting Malik now, then even with the Soul Seed planted in him, he would fall into madness again.

But although Sean's soul power was strong, he could not protect too many people forever. Furthermore, if a battle broke out after they found the Nether Fruit, people like Malik would become a burden instead. Therefore, planting Soul Seeds in them and having them help him obtain the Nether Fruit would not work.

The only option was to find those who could remain conscious within the gray mist and plant Soul Seeds in them. Only then could they help him.

Malik replied, "I do not know either. They deliberately conceal their auras. I used to be one of those driven mad by the gray mist, so it was difficult for me to find them as well."

"Then we'll have to spend some time on it." Sean nodded. "Let's go. We'll search for them. Now that we have our own consciousness, we'll definitely do far better than you did when you wandered around blindly."

Those small snakes and crazed experts who relied on material attacks were beneath his notice. But once they reached the vicinity of the Netherworld Fruit Tree, they would have to face the giant serpentine divine beasts from the original story. Those snakes were extremely powerful, but they had encountered Beibei and been instantly killed.

Sean was not worried about them in terms of soul attacks, but divine beasts of that kind were generally extremely strong in material attacks. Only with enough Six-Star Demons and Seven-Star Demons protecting him would he be more confident of obtaining the Nether Fruit.

Over the next few months, Sean followed Malik through the Gray Mist Zone of Nether Mountain, searching for conscious groups that had been hiding in the shadows.

Without being able to use divine sense, finding them was indeed difficult. Yet persistence paid off, and they successfully found three people in a cave.

"Did you just arrive in the Gray Mist Zone? Did you just climb Nether Mountain?" Upon seeing Sean and Malik, one man hurriedly said, "There are too many madmen in the Gray Mist Zone. Their souls are not strong enough, and the gray mist has left them with nothing but the urge to kill.

"You were truly lucky to make it here safely. Stay hidden here with us. Otherwise, if those madmen find you, you will certainly die. Their souls are nothing special, but their material attacks are at least at the level of Six-Star Demons. They are not afraid of death either. Kill a few, and wave after wave will come after you. It is a real headache."

"Thank you for the warning. We have already encountered quite a few," Sean said with a smile. "Could you take me to a place where there are Nether Fruits?"

"Oh, it seems your strength is formidable, sir." The man spoke in surprise. "I know that place, but I will not go. Going there would be suicide."

"You do not need to take me." Sean's gaze sharpened, and three beams of gray light shot out, striking all three men directly.

The three men's bodies trembled after being struck, then they became sluggish. Sean closed his eyes beside them, while Malik remained silent. He knew that his Master was searching their memories.

After a while, Sean took Malik and vanished directly.

Malik sent a mental message, "Master, why did you not plant Soul Seeds in them?"

"There was no need. They were too weak. If I am going to plant Soul Seeds, I will plant them in strong people." Sean sent back mentally, "From their memories, I already know the rough layout of Nether Mountain, as well as the locations of many other powerful experts hiding away."

After all, on a Main God's territory, he could not go too far by planting Soul Seeds in too many powerful experts. He should choose stronger Seven-Star Demons whenever possible and make things appear more normal.

Several more years passed. Sean carefully selected and planted Soul Seeds in thirty experts at the Seven-Star Demon level. Relying on the information exchanged among them, he successfully found them and completed the process.

On the surface, however, he had subdued them one by one through Soul Attacks. Until the very end, he did not want to expose the fact that they had been implanted with Soul Seeds. There would be many fierce battles ahead, especially against those eleven snakes. Each of them was likely as powerful as an Asura, and they possessed terrifying Innate Divine Abilities.

With a clear objective, the group of more than thirty arrived at an enormous clearing. The gray mist around them had completely dispersed, revealing a short tree with exceptionally lush branches.

Sean knew that this was the Netherworld Fruit Tree, and that it was also the Life Main God residing in the Netherworld.

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