Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

The moment Zhang Zhiwei raised the sword with both hands, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if there was a moment's pause. The world was silent, and everyone's expressions froze for a moment.

He twisted the hilt of the sword, and the world revived. The noise stretched out linearly, a line of dark gold light left the sword, and fierce murderous aura surged out like a floodgate opened.

That line of dark gold light was not dazzling, but it seemed to be able to separate the world. Wherever it passed, whether it was the holy light blooming from the sacred tree or the green arrows shot out, they would collapse at the touch and dissipate like bubbles.

The sacred tree sensed the horror of it.

If the spear just now was an unstoppable hidden killing blow.

This sword was a blatant and fatal blow. It did not seek to be hidden, nor to be unstoppable. Instead, it simply increased its power, piercing through everything in front of it and breaking through all patterns.

The sacred tree was as big as a mountain, but the dark-gold sword light was like opera silk. It seemed insignificant to it, and even if it was pierced through, it would only leave a very slight scar, but it had no intention of taking it head-on.

Because the sword pierced through the pattern across the world, the reason why it knew it was not because it had seen this move before, but because the entire Nasen Island was shrouded in the Qi situation created by it, but it was cut open by this sword.

Although the sacred tree is huge and its roots spread across the entire island, no matter how big it is, it is still just a structure. If it is pierced by this line of sword light, there is a risk of collapse. Facing this move, the best way is to dodge.

The sacred tree can grant Wang and Wei the ability to teleport, and it itself can naturally teleport as well, but it doesn't.

It has been locked, and the sword comes too fast, there is no way to retreat, the only thing to do is to take it head-on.

Even though there was already a layer of golden protective shield in front, the sacred tree felt unsafe. It shook its branches, and in a flash, it cast several layers of protective shields.

These protective shields were arranged in a straight line in front of the sacred tree. The strength of each layer was extremely high, and even guns and cannons could not penetrate them. However, in front of the sword light that could cut through the worlds, they were as fragile as paper and were pierced through layer by layer. Every time a layer was broken through, the protective shield shattered like glass.

The whole scene was quite shocking. Although Gellert, Isaac, King Nathan and the guards did not understand the power of the sword that could separate the worlds, when they saw the sacred tree set up so many protective shields in one breath and still be unable to defend against them, they knew how terrifying this move was.

Everyone held their breath and stared in amazement, not daring to breathe, for fear that they would miss something if they were distracted.

Judging from the current situation, it is only a matter of time before the black-gold sword light breaks through these protective shields, because no matter which layer it is, it will collapse at the first touch.

The sacred tree stood still, its golden leaves shaking violently as if blown by a strong wind, giving a feeling that the tree wanted to be still but the wind did not stop.

In fact, even without wind, the sacred tree protected by layers of protective shields could not be blown away by the wind. It was the murderous aura of a sword that affected the tree even through several layers of protective shields.

The sacred tree roared. Even though it had no facial features and made no sound, everyone present felt the roar, like a landslide or tsunami, echoing in their minds.

"This is what God's angry voice sounds like!!" the people of Nason Island couldn't help but think.

"This is the sound a tree makes when it's angry." Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others couldn't help but think.

Along with the roar of the sacred tree, the golden leaves that were originally shaking were suddenly shaken off.

They danced and spun in the air, gathered towards one point, and fit together like pieces of a puzzle, forming a golden shield.

The surface of the shield is covered with mysterious patterns, and dazzling golden light flows through the patterns.

A sword from across the world hit the golden shield made of the leaves of the sacred tree.

The sacred tree originally had no leaves; these leaves were formed from its soul power that had been refined to the extreme.

As the highest masterpiece of the alchemical system, if its soul and body are intact, this leaf shield will be an unbreakable absolute defense.

But unfortunately, it was not complete. When the sword light from A Sword Across the World hit it, the shield vibrated violently. Spider-web-like cracks began to spread from the landing point of the sword light to the surroundings. It was crumbling, but it did block the piercing of A Sword Across the World.

The two sides were wrestling, Zhang Zhiwei's narrow eyes were wide open, his pupils spewing golden flames and lightning, the ox-nose bun on his head fell apart, his waterfall-like hair danced wildly, and the blood vessels on his forehead bulged.

He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and moved forward. The blue veins on his arms holding the sword bulged like clear springs flowing through rocks. The shield of the sacred tree collapsed more and more severely and looked shaky.

But at this time, the sacred tree was shaking wildly as if it was blown by a strong wind, and a large number of golden leaves fell down. Some of them filled the cracks in the shield, but it still could not reverse the decline.

The subtle dark gold light pierced through the shield, and the pattern of the golden shield was broken and shattered violently.

The black gold sword's light, which was so powerful that it could cut through the world, dimmed a lot after penetrating several layers of protective shields, but it still went straight forward and hit the sacred tree squarely.

The sacred tree let out a series of shrill screams, and the parts that were hit began to carbonize and turn black, then collapsed and turned into powder.

"Damn it, the screams of this sacred tree are so ugly!" Lu Ci covered his ears. He only felt that the screams of the sacred tree were noisy and piercing. They kept echoing in his mind and made him upset.

"No, look carefully, that scream did not come from the sacred tree!" Isaac said, staring ahead and frowning.

Several people looked in the direction of the sound and found that there was a huge tree knot in front of the sacred tree. Upon closer inspection, they found that the tree knot was made up of dozens of faces, including men, women, young and old. The shrill and desperate scream just now came from them.

"What is this?"

Several people were puzzled.

But not far away, King Nathan and the Nathan guards looked at the faces on the tree knots in front of the sacred tree and called out name after name.

"Bar... Ek..."

These are none other than the Nasen kings of all generations, and the sacred tree uses them as shields.

Each of them is an independent individual, and each has an independent pattern. Every time the sword light penetrates, it will consume a bit of its power.

At the same time, the sacred tree did not sit still and wait for death. It continued to shake its branches, and a large number of golden leaves spun like darts and strangled Zhang Zhiwei.

It is no longer willing to remain on the defensive and is eager to fight back to resolve its current passive situation.

Faced with this scene, Zhang Zhiwei did not choose to continue fighting hard, not because he was worried that the golden light protecting his body would not be able to defend against the attack of the leaves of the sacred tree.

But it is meaningless, as the move of "Sword Through the Worlds" consumes a lot of energy.

And inside the divine tree, there was not only King Nasen, but also Nasen Guards, Branch Breakers, and even some devout believers. If the divine tree really wanted to use these tree people as shields, even if he used up all the Qi in his body and even in the hall, he would not be able to kill them all.

In this case, there is no need to waste time and energy. To determine the winner, you have to fight with all your strength and make sure every blow draws blood.

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly pulled back the Dongfeng sword, and the black gold sword light that had been piercing forward suddenly disappeared, no longer maintaining the sword's power to separate the worlds. Zhang Zhiwei felt relieved.

He swung the sword and made several sword flowers, defeating the attacking golden leaves, and then swept the Dongfeng sword with his fingers.

Although the Dongfeng Greatsword is a 1.3-meter-long sword that needs to be held with both hands, it is still too insignificant compared to the huge size of the sacred tree.

Using such a small sword to poke the sacred tree is no different from using a toothpick to poke an elephant.

But things soon changed. Wherever his fingers swept, the sword body vibrated, and sword energy entwined along the sword body, constantly becoming wider and longer, turning the normal-sized Eight-sided Han Sword into a huge sword that was forty meters long.

"Come on, let's decide the winner!"

Zhang Zhiwei held a forty-meter-long sword in his hand and soared into the sky with golden light and lightning. He raised the sword high and chopped it down with force at the crown of the sacred tree.

The sacred tree was wrestling with Zhang Zhiwei, and it never expected that Zhang Zhiwei would suddenly withdraw, which caught it off guard.

By the time it adjusted its state and reacted, Zhang Zhiwei had already rushed to it with the giant sword raised high.

"Boom!"

Amidst the huge roar, the forty-meter-long Dongfeng Greatsword broke through the holy light that protected the tree, cut through its iron-hard bark, penetrated the trunk, and left a huge gap. Milky white juice gushed out like magma.

"hold head high!"

The sound was deafening, like a landslide and tsunami. This was the roar of the sacred tree. Before, it was always very calm, but now, it was really angry. How dare a mortal body overstep the authority of a god? It swung its huge branches towards Zhang Zhiwei.

But soon, this mortal man dealt it a heavier blow.

Zhang Zhiwei drew out his greatsword and performed the third level of Reverse Life, transforming into a ray of white energy and deftly dodged the attack of the sacred tree. He swung the forty-meter-long sword again and fiercely chopped off a branch that the sacred tree used as an arm.

A huge branch fell down with a loud bang, and plasma-like juice spurted out. Then, another huge branch was cut off, and the juice fell like a waterfall.

This shocking scene stunned everyone present.

King Nathan and the Nathan guards felt their bodies go limp and they knelt down helplessly. They seemed to hear the sound of shattered faith in their hearts.

Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others were cheering and roaring. Since they followed Zhang Zhiwei, this was the first time they saw Zhang Zhiwei fight against his opponent in such a manner.

"This... The triple level of Reverse Life can be used like this, it's too violent... too spectacular..." Lu Jin muttered to himself.

"This... this is exactly me!" Lu Ci was stunned. He has always been a person with a crazy style of doing things, but he always felt that something was missing. After watching Zhang Zhiwei's battle, he suddenly realized that this was it, this was the feeling he wanted.

Tian Jinzhong was also shocked and called his senior brother too cruel.

But even more brutal things are yet to come.

Zhang Zhiwei cut off several branches of the sacred tree in succession. During this period, the sacred tree also repeatedly used various abilities to resist.

But Zhang Zhiwei used the heart as the center and himself as the situation to open the strange gate. All those abilities were resolved by him with various changes. Now, what he had to fight for was his life.

If it was a battle of magic, the sacred tree would definitely be able to suppress Zhang Zhiwei, just like an alchemist could suppress a Qi cultivator at a distance, but if they got close to him, it would be hard to say.

And now, the Divine Tree, the highest masterpiece of the alchemy system, has collided with the pinnacle of this generation of the Qi training system, but it still cannot escape the drawbacks between systems.

It couldn't shake Zhang Zhiwei off, and it was hard to hit him with branches. It could only control the dense tree roots and slap them towards Zhang Zhiwei like a handful of dust to swat a fly.

Those tree roots were like dozens of giant pythons, attacking with great force and density like rain.
At the same time, the tip of the root split into three petals, like the open mouth of an alien, biting towards him while Zhang Zhiwei was dodging.

But Zhang Zhiwei had already entered the reverse life state, his body could become ethereal and dodge, so his bites missed repeatedly.

After cutting off several huge branches of the sacred tree, Zhang Zhiwei came to the top of the tree, took a deep breath like a whale sucking water, and circles of white air waves spread out from his body.

After taking a deep breath of Qi, Zhang Zhiwei raised the sword in his hand. Even though Zhang Zhiwei was extremely tall, he still looked a little petite in front of the 40-meter-long Dongfeng sword, like a pendant doll hanging on the hilt.

However, this did not affect his swinging of the giant sword. He stabbed the giant sword in his hand into the trunk of the sacred tree, and then pushed the giant sword downwards fiercely.

The trunk of the sacred tree was split open by the sharp blade. The wound made by the forty-meter-long sword was so big, just like unzipping a bulging backpack. The backpack suddenly opened to both sides, and the things inside squeezed out at once.

There were no internal organs inside the sacred tree, but it only spurted out juice like a fountain. Zhang Zhiwei pushed the sword and cut from the crown to the roots.

The roar of the sacred tree was deafening, and could almost shatter the souls of ordinary people. This made Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others have no intention of watching this horrifying scene. With painful expressions on their faces, they could only hold their heads to relieve the pain.

Zhang Zhiwei cut the huge sacred tree with a drastic blow, almost dismembering it.

He inserted the forty-meter-long Dongfeng sword into the core of the sacred tree's roots, leaving only a section of the hilt outside that was just big enough for him to hold with both hands.

Then, he loosened his hands, and with a thought, he began to unleash the Samadhi True Fire.

The body of the sacred tree is not difficult to destroy. Without the protection of its soul power, an ordinary flame can burn it, just as shown in the plot.

But the powerful soul force has endowed it with incredible strength. If other means, even thunder magic, are used, it will be difficult to severely damage its soul power. After all, no matter how powerful his thunder magic is, it is only half of it.

But the Samadhi True Fire is different. It specifically burns the soul and is simply the nemesis of the sacred tree. A blue-green column of fire gushed out from Zhang Zhiwei's palm, covering the entire body of the sacred tree and igniting a raging fire.

This was Zhuge Wuhou's final resort against the Tianshi Mansion, and was unleashed by Zhang Zhiwei of the Tianshi Mansion. It wrapped around the entire body of the sacred tree like a cancer attached to its bones, burning its soul, and the sacred tree wailed and roared.

Zhang Zhiwei stood in the blazing fire, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. Perhaps, Wu Hou created this Samadhi True Fire not only to deal with the Tianshi Mansion, but to deal with all of them. (End of this chapter)