I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Menglong has gone mad!"

The six great demons saw Zhang Menglong in his current state and immediately broke into a cold sweat for him. They had repeatedly reminded him not to be too greedy and to quit while ahead, but his defiant nature simply didn't understand the meaning of restraint.

And now he's even aiming for a head-on confrontation with the Divine Tree, a creature that even the Demon Saint at peak level cannot easily manage. If a ranking were to be made for all creatures on Haotian Continent, the Divine Tree would undoubtedly be the strongest!

"The two flames that Menglong conjured are no ordinary thing!" As an Ice Flame Demon Phoenix, Shadow Moon is inherently gifted with both flames and ice, and she sensed an earth-shattering power from Zhang Menglong's fire.

"Indeed, his methods are mysterious and unpredictable. Even we find it hard to fathom how many tricks he holds in his sleeve. Perhaps he might actually gain something from this Divine Tree."

"Everyone, let's keep our distance. We might not be able to help Menglong, but we certainly shouldn't cause him any trouble!"

Beneath the flames, thousands of tree tendrils caught fire. Yet, to the Divine Tree, these tendrils are just a drop in the ocean. With its regenerative ability, these losses could grow back within minutes.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh." Golden tendrils shot up from the ground; these golden tendrils were unlike the ordinary ones before. They were nurtured by the Divine Tree's own power and are part of its core and limbs. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ⓝovelFire.net

The resilience of these tendrils rivals the finest Spiritual Artifacts or even Divine Artifacts on the Haotian Continent.

"The energy of just one tendril is comparable to a God-breaking peak master. It's truly formidable!" Zhang Menglong couldn't help but admire, no wonder no one on the Haotian Continent has ever gained anything from the Divine Tree.

Gou Dan informed Zhang Menglong that the Divine Tree's roots are incredibly vast, seemingly strengthened by the nourishment of these energy dew drops, coupled with its lifespan greatly surpassing that of animals, making it exceptionally powerful.

The Divine Tree's lifespan exceeds billions of years and might be among the earliest creatures birthed on Haotian Continent. Under such energy nourishment, with a growth cycle of billions of years, even slow progress would result in terrifying power.

Beneath its immense roots, there are over 120 million of these golden tendrils, equating to 120 million God-breaking peak martial artists protecting the Divine Tree. Even if all the creatures on Haotian Continent banded together, they wouldn't dare provoke it!

But unfortunately, Zhang Menglong is not a creature of Haotian Continent. His power isn't something this mere continent can withstand.

"I'll give you one more chance, hand over all the energy dew drops on you, or I'll burn you as firewood today!"

"Did you hear that? Menglong says he's going to burn the Divine Tree as firewood?"

"I'm not deaf, I heard it. He's practically a little madman!"

"But I feel he might truly be capable of such a feat, and for some reason, I believe he can actually do it."

The Divine Tree, however, did not heed Zhang Menglong's warnings. Hundreds of golden tendrils, like an impenetrable sword array, surged towards him. To the Divine Tree, all life on Haotian Continent are ants. It willingly grants them energy dew drops as a gift, but if they dare overstep, it will crush them!

"Alright, stubborn, are you?" Zhang Menglong's gaze changed, and he hurled his flames towards the Divine Tree.

As the Flame Lotus touched the golden tendrils, it exploded. The blazing flames resembled the sunset of a divine twilight. The nine great demons witnessed a cyan-white swirl of fire shoot into the sky, enveloping Zhang Menglong and the hundreds of tendrils in a field of red light.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" The tendrils frantically flailed, scattering the flames.

The hundreds of tendrils burned with cyan-white flames; some turned yellow and broke, while others lost their golden hue. The remaining tendrils intertwined to form a shield, blocking these spreading flames, preventing damage to the Divine Tree's trunk.

This strike from Zhang Menglong burned away two to three hundred tendrils.

However, to the vast Divine Tree, this was merely a minor loss.

"We're doomed!"

Seemingly sensing Zhang Menglong's difficulty, the Divine Tree's golden light intensified, enveloping the entire Divine Tree Domain in a golden storm. This puny human had dared harm its noble tendrils, which was unforgivable.

"What a resilient foe." Facing the overwhelming tendrils, Zhang Menglong showed no hint of fear.

"All-Encompassing Sword Array!"

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Countless sword beams appeared behind Zhang Menglong. These were Primordial level Divine Weapons, and facing such a formidable enemy, Zhang Menglong had no choice but to painfully expend a large number of cred points.

The sword array Zhang Menglong learned came from a fantasy world known as the mighty being Heavenly Sword Venerable, who was a grandmaster of sword formations. In such mass battles, this sword array was most suitable.

"A sword array, it's a human sword array!"

"An ultimate sword, at least a Level Four sword array. This level of sword array was lost since ancient times!"

"Our brother is unbeatable worldwide!"

The sword array intertwined with the golden tendrils, creating a riot of firelight and metallic clashes. However, Zhang Menglong summoned this sword array merely to buy some time; right now, he's preparing a deadly weapon!

"If only Menglong's flames came out in a few more bursts, he might just destroy the Divine Tree."

"Wishful thinking, such flames likely cannot be found across the entire Haotian Continent. Where could we find so many? Menglong obtaining two bursts is already an extreme stroke of luck."

"Do you think it's possible that Menglong hasn't even used his full strength yet?"

"Wait, what you said might actually be true!"

"Strange Fire emerges, and tens of thousands of fires submit!" At this moment, darkness fell as Zhang Menglong harnessed Xiao Yan's gifted power to summon all the Strange Fires for the first time. Twenty-three Strange Fires materialized, burning the surrounding space almost to the point of breaking.

"Condense for me!" Zhang Menglong used vast soul power to compress the Strange Fire's energy. The twenty-three Strange Fires began condensing into a seven-colored Flame Lotus in Zhang Menglong's palm resembling an exquisite craft.

"What terrifying flames. He's not just talking big; he's truly about to burn the Divine Tree as firewood!"

"Such power could even destroy a kingdom's inhabitants."

"The so-called Divine Body, mutated bloodline, all are fodder before our brother!"

The nine great demons started to lavish excessive praise.

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"Ultimate Fire Lotus!"

He raised the Flame Lotus above his head, and from it, colorful fire feathers shot out like a machine gun.

The golden tendrils could no longer withstand such power. Any tendril touched by the flames vanished in an instant.

The countless tendrils were almost instantly shattered by Zhang Menglong's flames, and the sheer instinctive fear kept them from getting near him again.

"Lived so long, guess it's almost time to end it?" Zhang Menglong made a throwing gesture.

Unexpectedly, all the Divine Tree's tendrils retreated. The massive body began to sway, conveying a message to Zhang Menglong through a burst of will—it surrendered, willing to hand over all the energy dew drops to Zhang Menglong, hoping for mercy!

"Did you feel it?" Sen Wanxiang asked, dumbfounded.

"Felt it, the Divine Tree seems to have cowered..."