"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"
A terrifying obsession was being frantically infused into Yang Hong's mind through the mutated Qiling fruit.
Along with this obsession came Yang Hong's overall image and aura.
Even though it had been plucked, this mutated Qiling fruit harbored deep obsession and hatred for him!
"Damn ghost thing."
Yang Hong dared not hold the Qiling fruit in his hand and immediately put it into a storage bag that was only a zhang wide.
These small storage bags were of the lowest quality and offered the weakest protection to the items stored within.
Any living item placed inside would have all its vitality extinguished after 7 days.
Although he didn't know what kind of ghost thing this mutated Qiling fruit was, putting it in such a storage bag to extinguish its vitality was definitely the right choice.
"The fruit is temporarily dealt with, but the tree hasn't been dealt with yet."
Yang Hong flew out of the Spirit Wine Lake and headed towards the mutated Qiling tree.
The Qiling tree, which had been full of life and vibrant green, had now turned into an evil and terrifying demonic tree, blood-red all over.
On the trunk, numerous hideous and terrifying faces writhed and contorted.
Yang Hong looked closely. These faces were mainly beast faces, interspersed with a few human faces,
looking eerie and terrifying.
"To deal with demonic entities, the first choice is naturally lightning spells.
Watch my Minor Lightning Spell!"
His true qi circulated, he formed hand seals and cast the spell. A lightning bolt, only as thick as a thumb, appeared out of thin air and struck the mutated Qiling tree.
"Swish~"
The mutated Qiling tree merely swayed its branches and leaves slightly, showing no other reaction.
"Alas, what can be done? Who told those good-for-nothings not to cultivate lightning attribute techniques?
This Minor Lightning Spell is only a second-tier minor spell, its power is truly… touching."
Seeing the effect of the Minor Lightning Spell, Yang Hong's old face turned red as he directly blamed the cultivators he had robbed.
"Then let's add fire element spells.
Fire Dragon Spell!"
The fourth-tier major spell, Fire Dragon Spell, consumed one-tenth of Yang Hong's true qi, transforming into a three-zhang-long fire dragon that directly enveloped the mutated Qiling fruit tree.
However, the Fire Dragon Spell seemed to be ineffective as well.
Under the fire dragon's embrace, the mutated Qiling tree only tightened its leaves slightly.
Seeing this, Yang Hong gritted his teeth and began a prolonged period of spell "practice"!
"Minor Lightning Spell, again!"
"Fire Dragon Spell, go! Golden Sword Spell, chop it!"
Yang Hong used only these three spells, continuously unleashing them on the mutated Qiling tree.
"Squeak squeak~~ Crackle~"
Perhaps angered by Yang Hong, the mutated Qiling tree suddenly extended countless roots from the ground, lashing out at Yang Hong.
"Haha~ I anticipated this too.
I've played so many games, and tree-like monsters in all games attack with roots.
I've been guarding against this for a long time."
Seeing the roots lash out, Yang Hong was not surprised and merely flew higher into the air.
"Since the roots have appeared, it's time for the big move.
Minor Rain Spell!"
Yes, Yang Hong cast the second-tier common spell – Minor Rain Spell.
It wasn't that he had gone mad.
Instead, he used the Minor Rain Spell to divert the spirit wine from the nearby Spirit Wine Lake and let it fall upon the nearby fruit forest.
With eighteen consecutive Minor Rain Spells, the entire Spirit Wine Lake was emptied.
"Fire Dragon Spell."
The new fire dragon did not wrap around the mutated Qiling tree but danced up and down in the fruit forest.
"Boom~"
Blazing flames surged towards the sky.
"Hiss hiss~ Hiss hiss~"
Piercing screams echoed throughout the fruit forest, and more, longer roots erupted from the ground.
"Holy crap! This mutated Qiling tree is a cunning old fox!"
Seeing the appearance of so many longer roots, Yang Hong's expression changed drastically.
If he hadn't flown into the sky in time, he would have been bound like a zongzi by now.
He might even have been sucked dry.
"Minor Lightning Spell! Fire Dragon Spell!"
The two extremely yang spells were rained down relentlessly, while he continuously drank the collected Monkey Wine.
He also kept increasing his altitude, all the while pouring Monkey Wine towards the mutated Qiling tree's location, maintaining the fire's burning.
The sun slowly set, the moon rose and then set.
Yang Hong drank the fourth-grade Monkey Wine to restore his true qi, his spells never ceasing.
This continued until the mutated Qiling tree was reduced to charred remains.
"Gale Spell!"
After two days and one night of spell bombardment, Yang Hong was already very exhausted. However, being cautious, he still hadn't landed.
After three Gale Spells, the area within a three-mile radius was nothing but pitted, scorched earth, with no trace of green or red left.
"Spirit Sensing Spell~ Spirit Sensing Spell..."
Yang Hong still didn't descend, but cast dozens of Spirit Sensing Spells in succession.
After confirming that the mutated Qiling tree had been destroyed and no other life forms remained in the vicinity, Yang Hong finally landed.
After a thorough search, Yang Hong was finally relieved.
"Fortunately, fortunately, I learned lightning spells and fire element spells. Otherwise, I might not have been able to kill this ghostly tree."
...
Unseen by Yang Hong, a three-inch long red root was rapidly fleeing underground.
However, the red root could only escape a thousand zhang underground before it stopped, as if the long escape had exhausted its vitality.
"Detestable human, you ruined my plans!
Wait, just wait!"
"I will definitely get out, I will definitely devour your flesh and soul, and I will ensure you have no chance of reincarnation."
A will that a human could not sense roared throughout the Hongdong Secret Realm.
However, apart from impotent rage, it could do nothing else.
The entire secret realm, apart from the more than 40,000 demonic beasts that had regained their sentience, was filled with young beasts and eggs.
It couldn't even do anything if it wanted to.
This opening of the Hongdong Secret Realm had essentially reset it to its initial state.
Furthermore, due to the lack of mature demonic beasts to care for them, many of the newborn demonic beasts were bound to starve to death.
...
Those matters had nothing to do with Yang Hong.
Since Spiritual Monkey Mountain had already been destroyed, Yang Hong decided to destroy it completely.
Because he saw bloodstains on the way down, he decided not to leave for the time being.
He set fire to the entire mountain range again, burning an area of over 600 li before stopping.
"This should be safe now."
After burning the mutated Qiling tree, the sense of alarm in Yang Hong's heart completely disappeared.
He could leave now.
"Calculating the time, the secret realm will close in about half a month, so it's time to head to [Wasteland City]."
"Also, I need to prepare my story for when I get out, and also prepare to deal with the body searches by those cultivators."
Yang Hong was absolutely certain that he would be searched after he got out.
After all, he was a "mortal with no cultivation." Surviving in such a dangerous secret realm for three months was suspicious no matter how you looked at it.
This was definitely not a matter of a miracle,
but a problem with the person.
While devising his narrative, he made his way.
The next day, Yang Hong transformed back into his original appearance, changed back into the clothes he had worn when he entered, and then began walking towards Wasteland City at a normal pace.
Starting from the fourth day, Yang Hong began to encounter cultivators.
Those cultivators looked at Yang Hong as if they had seen a ghost.
However, no one greeted Yang Hong. They all stared at him for a few moments and then left.
A mortal surviving in the dangerous Hongdong Secret Realm for over two months was definitely suspicious.
All the cultivators who passed by believed that some cultivator was protecting Yang Hong from the shadows.
Only Tian Rujin of the Carefree Sect and the two surviving junior disciples knew that Yang Hong was truly a mortal,
a mortal with no cultivation.
However, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Carefree Sect still did not approach Yang Hong, but merely observed him from afar.
They were equally curious as to how Yang Hong had survived.
Yang Hong also noticed these figures, but since they didn't appear before him, he could only pretend not to know.