The Black Mountain Territory is filled with a chilling aura.

The Ghost Valley, where the Tree Demon Granny resides, never sees sunlight.

Scattered bones litter the area, and the dark red ground occasionally seeps with a stench of blood.

If a normal person were to come here, they would likely be terrified and vomit uncontrollably from a hundred meters away.

However, for the creatures of Black Mountain, especially for the Tree Demon Granny, this place is her land of rebirth. In her eyes, the eerie white bones bloom like flowers, and the decayed flesh is sweeter than nectar.

Unless there is something urgent, she resides here all year around.

Ever since the battle with the monks of Lingyin Temple, she has been recuperating in the Ghost Valley.

Although she displayed an invincible stance that day, overpowering the monks of Lingyin Temple, she was struck by Leifeng Pagoda and had to contend fiercely with the Great Sun Subduing Dragon Pestle. Even with her immense cultivation, she was severely injured.

Thus, she had no choice but to delay going to Qingfeng Temple and stay here in retreat to heal her wounds.

At this moment, the Tree Demon Granny, who was nurturing her spirit root with the essence of death, appeared somewhat dazed.

"How could this be?"

"Why... why is this happening?"

She couldn't believe that her life-root beneath the earth suddenly bore an infant-shaped fruit amidst stabbing pain.

The Tree Demon Granny was filled with suspicion and could not understand why, as a Ghost Tree entwined in darkness, she had given birth to such a fruit.

Moreover, the fruit was extremely strange, shaped like an infant.

Its eyes were firmly shut, and though it was born in foul soil, its body was unusually clean, emanating a faint holy aura for some reason.

This aura made the Tree Demon Granny uneasy.

"Why have I given birth to an infant fruit?"

"What could be the reason?"

The Tree Demon Granny's brows furrowed. Despite having experienced countless trials, she now seemed a bit at a loss.

"It's rumored that in the Immortal Realm, there is an Immortal Root capable of producing Ginseng Fruits, blossoming every three thousand years, bearing fruit every three thousand years, and maturing another three thousand years later."

"But for a vile existence like me?"

"How can I be compared to that Immortal Root?"

The Tree Demon Granny pondered, confused, feeling an inexplicable irritation as she gazed at the infant-shaped fruit.

With a whoosh.

A vine of hers plunged into the earth, intending to smash the fruit to pieces.

Yet as it reached the fruit, an inexplicable reluctance arose in her heart.

This caused her expression to change drastically.

"Reluctance?"

"Why do I feel reluctant?"

She couldn't believe it, then became inexplicably angry, even slightly deranged.

"Yan Chixia! Yan Chixia!!"

"I said long ago, from now on, I would have no mercy. You misled me, you misled me!!"

The branches of the Heaven-Reaching Ghost Tree danced wildly, accompanied by sharp cries of anger, turning the sky over the Ghost Valley into a scene of bloody wind and rain.

Within the Black Mountain territories, countless demons and monsters looked towards this place in confusion.

They were all unaware of why the Tree Demon Granny suddenly became enraged.

Just then, a wave of pressure rapidly approached from afar.

"Hmm?"

The expressions of the myriad Black Mountain demons changed as they all looked up towards the western sky.

A golden cloud was seen drifting slowly from that direction.

Upon it stood an old monk with red eyebrows, barefoot and dignified, standing with hands behind.

"Not good, a formidable enemy!!"

In an instant, countless demons from every corner of Black Mountain rose into the air.

There were ghost elephants with rotting skin the size of small hills.

There were fierce spirits with hair as black as waterfalls.

There were also skeletal giants over a hundred feet tall.

The demons lined up in rows, their expressions grave.

Within Ghost Valley.

The wildly waving branches of the Tree Demon Granny felt the terrifying aura from outside, and her eyes narrowed as she looked towards the sky outside with a harsh gaze.

Meanwhile, the presence of Jinshan Temple settled on the clouds, facing the hostilities from the Black Mountain demons without a care.

His gaze was calm, looking deep into Black Mountain.

Locking eyes with the Tree Demon Granny in the Ghost Valley, he smiled slightly.

The Tree Demon Granny's brows furrowed as she asked in a slightly surprised tone, "Are you... the Abbot of Jinshan Temple, Zen Master Red Eyebrow?"

The old monk, with golden light spreading from his feet and eyebrows red like fire, nodded slightly, "That was a thousand years ago."

The Tree Demon Granny's expression grew more serious upon hearing this.

The human cultivators are different from their demonic counterparts.

The former may find it easier to ascend to the upper realms after overcoming celestial tribulations, but their lifespans are vastly shorter than demons before ascension.

If the monk truly is the abbot from Jinshan Temple a thousand years ago, his appearance now means only one thing: he has become a oneness, avoiding the erosion of time.

Now, the oneness has emerged!

What does the emergence of oneness mean?

It means that the end is near.

"Do you want to flatten my Black Mountain before you die?"

The Tree Demon Granny asked coldly.

"Do you wish for me to pacify Black Mountain?"

Zen Master Red Eyebrow replied with a smile.

The Tree Demon Granny's gaze grew darker, "You cannot do it."

She could feel his aura, he was in the Immortal Platform Realm, and even though she herself hadn't recovered from her injuries, this was the territory of Black Mountain.

This monk, even if he fought to the death,

is destined, like those few depths from Qingcheng Mountain, to become nourishment for Black Mountain.

Despite the Tree Demon Granny's disdain, Zen Master Red Eyebrow was not angered and instead nodded and smiled faintly:

"The Black Mountain Demon indeed transcends nature, and I am no match for it."

He continued smilingly as he looked at the Tree Demon Granny, "So, I did not come today to make enmity with Black Mountain."

"Then why have you come here?"

The Tree Demon Granny frowned, sudden realization dawning, her eyes narrowing slightly, "You've come to request that golden body?"

Zen Master Red Eyebrow calmly nodded, "Indeed."

"You unsealed yourself just to request a golden body?" The Tree Demon Granny asked incredulously.

It's known that those in the Immortal Platform Realm, once self-sealed into oneness, cannot manifest in the world again.

Once they emerge, their lifespan is exhausted, irreversible.

Re-sealing themselves would be of no use.

That's why many oneness existences do not emerge unless at the brink of death.

Because to emerge represents awaiting death!

The Tree Demon Granny did not expect that he would risk his life solely for this matter...

Zen Master Red Eyebrow's mouth curled bitterly, helplessly stating:

"Jinshan Temple is declining, only by inviting Fa Hai can it regain a thousand years of prosperity."

"Among the oneness, I am the weakest, so only I can come out..."

His tone was full of self-mockery, clearly having no choice but to emerge this time.

"You truly intend to invite Fa Hai to descend?"

The Tree Demon Granny's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hostility in her gaze deepened further.

The Tree Demon Granny slowly continued, "These past few days, I've been investigating quite a bit about this Fa Hai."

"Oh?" Zen Master Red Eyebrow replied with a slight smile, "And what do you think?"

The Tree Demon Granny said solemnly, "He is indeed a very terrifying existence."

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