I Have a Golden Crow

Chapter 896 590: Nirvana! Foolish Might!

The master and disciple slowly descended, weaving through the dense tree roots, as if traversing through a strange forest.The dazzling light below grew closer and closer.

Du Yu saw everything clearly!

It was a Spiritual Energy Blanket!?

Du Yu had seen such a Spiritual Energy Blanket before, in the Illusion Realm of the Shadow Gu Tower, at the Bottomless Pit.

But that particular Spiritual Energy Carpet could only seal the Bottomless Gate.

While here, this Spiritual Energy Carpet stretched far and wide, covering an entire Bottomless Abyss!

The silhouettes of Black-robed People were everywhere on the crisscrossing old tree roots.

People cleverly used the terrain, employing the net-like Divine Tree roots laid horizontally, covering every gap with a Spiritual Energy Blanket.

The Black-robed People harvested spiritual energy from the withered Divine Tree roots, continuously reinforcing the Spiritual Energy Carpet.

The more he looked, the more Du Yu was filled with emotion.

He originally thought that over the centuries, the role of Spirit Master was on the verge of extinction.

In fact, the Spirit Masters had always been there.

It was just that they were no longer able to protect other regions of the world, so they could only gather under the Divine Tree, staunchly defending the last pure land.

"Hoo~"

On the brilliant Spiritual Energy Carpet lay a sea of spiritual energy so dense it was suffocating.

Countless pairs of eyes fixed intently on the master and disciple, placing significant psychological pressure on Du Yu.

The woman wrapped one arm around Du Yu's waist, speaking softly: "This way."

"Mm." Du Yu nodded.

Master Qing's gentle voice comforted his mind. Honestly, to have such a woman by his side...

It was truly a gift from the heavens!

Under Yang Qingqing's guidance, the two slowly descended onto the radiant Spiritual Energy Carpet.

The carpet was solid and not easily broken.

"Crack! Crack..." A tree root slowly writhed.

This tree root, resembling a thick trunk, slightly lifted, leaving a gap for the master and disciple.

Du Yu took a deep breath, seeking thin oxygen within the dense spiritual energy.

Blinking repeatedly, a faint red glow appeared on his eyeballs.

He placed one hand on the thick tree root, peering through the gap below.

"Gulp." Du Yu's Adam's apple moved up and down.

Finally, he saw the Youhan Branches!

Directly beneath the Spiritual Energy Blanket was the main battleground of the Divine Tree and Youhan Tree!

But compared to an ordinary battleground, the scale here was unimaginably grand!

Leaves, small as boats, large as cruise ships.

Branches, which should have been slender, were as thick as tree trunks, with colossal trees of sizes difficult for Du Yu to discern, crisscrossing within.

Du Yu felt as if he had been shrunk countless times, completely transformed into a tiny insect.

"Hiss..."

"Woo~~~" faintly, Du Yu heard the howls of the Cold Beasts.

From beneath the unyielding cold mist.

It was then that Du Yu noticed it.

Directly beneath the Spiritual Energy Blanket was a "vacuum zone"!

The extremely dense cold mist receded due to the presence of the Spiritual Energy Blanket.

This left a remarkably clean area between the cold and spiritual energies, free from any impurities.

Here, only the Kunlun Divine Tree and Youhan Tree intertwined, engaging in the most pure physical combat.

Du Yu asked in his mind: "Burning Sun, have you sensed anything?"

Little Fen Yang replied: "No."

Still nothing?

Unyielding, Du Yu asked further: "Such as the lost Residual Soul, can you sense that?

And the Demon Fire you used to burn the tree?"

Little Fen Yang, nestled in the Acupoint Home, manipulated two little Demon Fires with her small hands.

She pouted and replied: "No feeling."

"Hmm..." Du Yu sensed Little Fen Yang's disappointment and comforted her, "We might not have descended deep enough yet."

In truth, the master and disciple had already dropped nearly a thousand meters.

A Withered Spirit Branch silently brushed past them, carrying ancient words, "Come."

Yang Qingqing, with Du Yu, carefully flew down through the gap, listening to the squeaking sounds of moving tree branches.

They both looked up.

Countless Black-robed People leapt down from the tree root gaps of their respective guarded areas.

In the sea of people, a few individuals not wearing black robes stood out.

With superb vision, Du Yu spotted the figures of Elders Feng and Mo.

Comparatively speaking, Elder Mo was closer to the master and disciple, about a hundred meters away.

Using the light from the Spiritual Energy Carpet, she looked towards Du Yu with an expression of encouragement, nodding lightly.

Du Yu nodded firmly, landing steadily on a slanting giant tree.

"Ha..." Yang Qingqing slowly exhaled a breath.

Above was the radiant spiritual energy sea.

In the distance below, a gloomy hue of cold qi was evident.

Where she stood was a normal zone, colorless and shapeless.

The three divisions were distinct, causing Yang Qingqing to sigh inwardly.

"Crack! Crack!" The sound of trembling branches drew the attention of the two.

Thick branches slowly parted, revealing large Cold Trees within.

Suddenly, a Withered Spirit Branch gently rested on Du Yu's shoulder: "Go."

Another fair hand touched the other side of Du Yu's shoulder: "Go."

Countless Black-robed People silently watched Du Yu from all directions.

Their eyes were either resolute or hopeful, as if filled with a determination to face death.

For the potential counterattack by the Youhan Tree, people were fully prepared.

"Hoo~" In the palm of Du Yu's hand, a gray flame quietly ignited.

For a moment, everyone's hearts hung in suspense!

In Du Yu's faint red eyes, there was a look of determination.