The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

This time, it was the young master's turn to gasp. From the dust and smoke of the earth, a gigantic tree carrying golden light rose.

But given its flexibility, it's hard to call it a plant.

The young master looked at the upturned earth; its color indicated it was definitely top-quality black iron! But now, it was curled and torn like ordinary sheet metal.

Considering his own physique, the young master felt that if he were to be subjected to this, he would be in serious trouble.

The golden tree glanced at the human on the ground, who exuded a strange aura, and felt a surge of anger. Just moments ago, it had used its roots to explore the world, only to be met with a sharp pain.

One of its hairs was broken off, and in the very spot that Ember had specifically requested!

So, in order to vent its resentment, it decided to teach the culprit a lesson first.

The young master was tense, not daring to relax for a moment. In his heart, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this thing was big, and with his agility, he could still hold his own against it for a while.

Unfortunately, Golden Tree had no desire to get entangled with him.

"Shhhhh!"

From the torn floorboards, countless slender, long golden tree roots sprouted, leaving the young master with no way to escape.

"How can there be so many!" The young master dodged and weaved, a bitter taste in his mouth. These small roots were not only flexible, but also incredibly resilient.

After using all his strength to cut off each of the tendrils, the young master obediently began to dodge.

But what unsettled him was that among the countless roots that had sprouted, only a few were gripping him, while the others seemed to be watching a play.

In the distance, unnoticed by the young master, the overturned alchemy furnace had somehow been righted by the roots of the golden tree.

The standing alchemy furnace was like a signal; the roots that had been standing still immediately swarmed upwards, quickly wrapping the young master up like a golden dumpling.

"Gululu!"

Pure water gushed from the ends of the roots, making the young master even more uneasy.

Chapter 302 The Young Master's New Divine Ability

2023-11-19

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"

The young master was completely entangled by the slender roots of the golden tree. At this moment, only his head could move freely.

He was actually trying his best, but it was completely useless. Not only was it not broken, but there wasn't even a trace of the roots being stretched open.

The roots of the golden tree lifted the young master up, and then, with a wave of the roots, threw him into the upright alchemy furnace.

"Pfft!"

"when!"

The furnace lid was covered by the golden tree, and the sound of the young master's thrashing inside instantly subsided.

"Boom boom boom!"

Large face prints and footprints kept appearing on the surface of the alchemy furnace. It seemed that even if the young master was bound, the damage he could cause was still considerable.

Seeing this, the golden tree didn't tolerate it. It directly used its newly grown fine roots to wrap around the alchemy furnace, reinforcing it.

Now, no matter how much the young master makes a fuss, no marks will appear.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a tiny flame appeared beneath the alchemy furnace. Upon seeing this, Ying was immediately alarmed. Could it be that the golden tree intended to stew the young master?

As the flames rose, the alchemy furnace, which had been making dull thumping noises, quieted down.

The once noisy Golden House suddenly became much quieter, which made Ying feel somewhat uneasy.

"Hey, Ying, do you think the young master might have been stewed?" Paimon covered his eyes, seemingly unable to bear looking at the cooked young master.

"I don't think so. With his physical strength, he could bounce around in lava for a long time even if you threw him in. I'd rather worry about him drowning than being cooked!"

Ying shook her head and crossed her arms. Now she was completely relaxed and was watching the young master with a "let's see what happens" attitude.

Anyway, she didn't think the young master could defeat the Golden Tree. Just thinking about that tree, whose canopy occupied half the sky, made Ying's scalp tingle.

"boom!"

Although Young Master Tagu cannot break the alchemy furnace that the Golden Tree has reinforced, he can still lift the lid!

Having escaped from the furnace, the young master half-squatted on the ground. Steam still rose from his body—the hot water he had just been in the furnace.

"You think you can control me with this? Who do you think you are?!" The young master flicked his arm, shaking off all the water droplets on his body, and raised his weapon towards the giant golden tree roots.

His aura began to rise, and countless purple lightning bolts and pale blue water ripples began to swirl around the young master's body.

"Hoo—" The young master took a deep breath, and the earthy smell filled his chest, so refreshing.

He could even feel some of the flying dirt hitting his face.

The young master's solemn expression faltered for a moment. Wasn't he wearing the mask of the Demon King's Armor?

He touched his face, and the sharp fingers covered in armor scraped against the young master, causing a sharp pain.

He suddenly turned his head and discovered that, without his knowledge, a new arm had appeared on his left shoulder!

And on that arm, the hand was clutching the mask of his Demon King Armor.

The young master's pupils contracted and he trembled; this newly grown arm was completely unresponsive to his commands.

Before he could even process what the golden tree had done to him, the young master immediately stretched out his right arm to grab the newly grown arm, only to find that his arm was being blocked by something.

He looked down and saw that another pair of arms had reached out from under his armpits and were tightly grabbing his arms.

"Damn it!" Just as the young master was about to break free, he suddenly felt an unbearable itch on his right shoulder.

There, flesh and blood surged, as if something was about to grow out.

"boom!"

The Demon King's dark purple armor was torn apart, and a new arm emerged.

Then it began to beat, to beat wildly! It beat the face, it beat the abdomen, it beat every part of the young master.

"Ouch! That was brutal!"

Ying watched as the young master clearly explained what "two fists can't beat four hands" meant, and enthusiastically shouted it out for him.

"Wow! Is this the 'three heads and six arms' ability from the Liyue mythology?" Paimon exclaimed in surprise when he saw the appearance of Prince Liu's arms.

“But he doesn’t have three heads, and he can’t control his other arms either.” Ying looked at the young master being brutally beaten by “himself” and said with no small amount of gloating.

Serves you right for being so arrogant earlier, now you've got a beating!

"That means they're not skilled enough, or they've learned from pirated versions," Paimon speculated seriously.

If she weren't afraid of being accidentally injured by the young master's arm, she would have run over to check on his extra arm long ago.

"Pah!" The young master turned his head to dodge a punch aimed at his face and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

He glanced at the weapons that had been abandoned on the ground for a long time, stomped on them hard, and the deep purple double-headed sword flew up.

"Whoosh!" A surge of air echoed through the golden house. With a powerful kick, the young master sent the double-headed sword flying.

The weapon, which had transformed into purple light, collided with the hard, smooth inner wall of the golden house and was immediately bounced back.

"Pfft—" Blood splattered out, and a strong arm rolled helplessly on the ground, leaving a large bloodstain, its hand still clenched.

Seizing the opportunity, the young master immediately used his free arm to grab the double-headed sword that had lost its grip and was stuck in the ground.

After a few flashes of light, the three arms detached from the young master's body.

"Heh... heh..."

The young master's face was deathly pale, and large beads of sweat seeped from his forehead and dripped down his chin.

Looking at his four hideous wounds gushing blood, the young master pursed his lips tightly, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched a few times.

Lightning began to flicker on his palm. Then the young master snorted coldly and swiftly ran his hand over his wound.

"laugh--"

The faint smell of burnt, roasted meat mingled with the earthy odor, but the young master didn't utter a single scream. By the time he removed his hands, both sides of his body were already charred black.

“What…what a terrifying person.” Paimon opened his palm, his large eyes peering through his fingers to take in the entire scene that had just unfolded.

"Executives are indeed no pushovers!" Ying took a deep breath and exclaimed in shock as she looked at the young master before her.

She was now somewhat relieved that she hadn't continued fighting the young master. Although Ying was confident in her current strength, seeing the young master's tenacious will, she felt that even if she could defeat him, she would have to pay a heavy price.

At the very least, he's bound to be covered in wounds.

The young master picked up the mask from the ground and put it back on.

"Although I really don't want to do this, I still have a mission for the Queen..."

"So, are you going to stay here with me, or go stop the sea monster!"

"Come forth! Silent demon god!"

The young master raised his hands, and countless yellow talismans swirled around him. The talismans seemed to form a unique rhythm, and immense divine power pierced through the dome of the golden house, reaching straight to the heavens.

"That's the 'Unrestricted Talisman' he gave us! Why are there so many?!" Paimon stared in utter shock at the young master, who was enveloped in a sea of ​​orange-yellow.

"Have you forgotten what Ningguang showed us at Qunyu Pavilion?" Ying gripped her weapon again, her eyes constantly searching for the young master's weaknesses.

"Copying the Unfettered Talisman was all for the purpose of awakening the Demon God!" Paimon suddenly realized, recalling his previous adventures.

"Haha, don't make such a fuss. I'm an executive officer, so it's normal for me to use any means necessary!"

Seeing Ying and Paimon in such a panicked state, the young master finally felt some of the pent-up frustration in his heart.

He looked up at the still-standing giant roots of the golden tree, as if wondering what to do with this behemoth.

That was an ancient demon god, a terrifying being capable of destroying a nation.

The golden tree stopped moving, and not only that, the thin roots that stretched out from the ground also seemed to freeze.

Just when the young master thought the golden tree was terrified, he saw the golden tree, along with its dense roots, shrink back.

Chapter 303 Breaking the Seal

2023-11-19