Chapter 511: The tree is broken

Facing the dazzling and overwhelming array of flashy maneuvers before it, the Aurora Sword remained like a cold-blooded killer, completely unaffected, and mercilessly slashed down with lightning speed!

However, at this moment, the Tree Spirit’s body suddenly began to disintegrate, as if its life force was draining away at an alarming rate.

Accompanying this change, a dazzling red stream of light and a fresh green stream of light shot out from within the Tree Spirit like lightning, instantly coiling around the tip of the Aurora Sword.

These two streams of light intertwined and coiled around each other, as if engaged in a fierce contest.

Their radiance was so striking that the surrounding space was dyed with a brilliant hue.

As time passed, the area of the red and green light continuously expanded on the sword, like a powerful energy surging within the sword’s body.

They spread rapidly, not only covering the entire sword body but also diffusing outwards, forming a huge grid.

This grid grew brighter and larger, eventually completely enveloping the front part of the Aurora Sword.

At this moment, the Aurora Sword was as if bound by an invisible force, completely suspended in mid-air, unable to move.

Liang Yu stood rooted to the spot, his eyes wide as he watched the scene before him, his heart filled with disbelief and speechlessness.

He saw the Aurora Sword, as if it had struck an incredibly tough spider web, tightly entangled by the web, unable to move forward an inch.

This scene utterly astonished Liang Yu; he never imagined that a single sword strike from him could be blocked by the opponent using such a method.

However, after a brief moment of astonishment, Liang Yu quickly realized a fact—the reason the opponent was able to block his sword was entirely because they did so at the cost of their own life.

In other words, the opponent used their life to withstand this fatal blow.

He hadn’t expected the opponent to be so resolute; to block his sword, to protect the Giant Tree, the Tree Spirit had unhesitatingly sacrificed its own life.

Although Liang Yu did harbor a certain degree of admiration for him, this admiration was only superficial.

In reality, their relationship was completely adversarial, filled with hostility and opposition.

In such circumstances, Liang Yu would absolutely not show him any mercy.

He took a deep breath, concentrated, and tried to mobilize the power of the Aurora Sword to break free from control.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the Aurora Sword remained motionless, as if bound by an invisible force.

Unwilling to give up just like that, he adjusted his breathing again, gathered all his strength into his hand, and the large hand conjured in the air tightly gripped the hilt of the Aurora Sword.

He pulled at the Aurora Sword with all his might, hoping to break free from the restraint.

But the Aurora Sword remained unresponsive, and his connection with it was severed.

In this space, Liang Yu focused all his attention on sensing everything around him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t detect the slightest trace of the Aurora Sword.

He recalled his previous confrontation with the enemy and suddenly realized that the opponent might have resorted to an extreme measure—using their own life to seal his weapon.

While such a sealing method was rare, it was not entirely impossible.

Since the opponent wanted to seal his Aurora Sword, then let them seal it; it wasn’t a big deal anyway, what did it matter if they took one Aurora Sword?

Then, after glancing at Xi He and Wang Shu, who were being held in check by the dried corpse, he told them to continue to contain them there.

Liang Yu’s figure flickered, like a ghost, instantly vanishing from his original spot without a trace.

It was as if he had never appeared there at all, leaving behind only a faint ripple in the air.

However, in the very next moment, Liang Yu appeared abruptly like a phantom in front of the Giant Tree.

His movements were so fast that the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by his speed.

At this moment, the distance between Liang Yu and the Giant Tree was less than a meter; he could even feel the Giant Tree’s annoying aura.

And the Tree Spirit, which should have been in the Giant Tree, had now disappeared.

He mused to himself.

“Now that the Tree Spirit is gone, I wonder who will jump out next?”

Liang Yu’s gaze swept around, seemingly waiting for some hidden enemy to reveal themselves.

But his hand movements didn’t stop; he reached out his left hand and grasped the void.

An octagonal guard, a golden hilt, white and dark blue, with a Western dragon relief at the top of the hilt, a black scabbard, a yellow ribbon as the sageo, and two golden lightning patterns on the bottom of the kojiri.

Just like that, the Yanmo Knife appeared in his hand.

He withdrew his left hand, placed the Yanmo Knife in front of him, and held the hilt with his right hand; Liang Yu now made a drawing motion.

Just as Liang Yu was about to draw his sword, he saw the Giant Tree suddenly shake violently, the patterns on its trunk shimmering with strange light, and thick tree vines splitting from its main body, coiling towards Liang Yu like ferocious pythons.

Liang Yu’s eyes instantly sharpened, as if two cold lights shot straight out.

He gripped the hilt of the Yanmo Knife tightly, ready to draw it at any moment.

He saw the first tree vine, like a black lightning bolt, pounce at him with astonishing speed.

Liang Yu dared not delay in the slightest, swiftly dodging to the side, nimbly avoiding the fatal blow like a phantom.

However, this was only the beginning.

The other tree vines seemed to sense his intention, changing direction one after another, surging towards him from all directions like a tide.

These tree roots intertwined and tangled, forming an impenetrable cage, trapping Liang Yu within it.

Presumably, these tree vines were the Giant Tree’s last struggle; if this was all there was, it wasn’t enough, at least this level wouldn’t stop him.

Within the cage woven from tree vines, Liang Yu stood with a solemn expression, his hand tightly gripping the Yanmo Knife, which emitted a chilling light that made one’s heart palpitate.

He took a deep breath, then fiercely swung the Yanmo Knife, slashing directly towards the Giant Tree’s main body.

As Liang Yu’s hand moved, the knife fell; a cold light flashed, as swift as lightning, followed immediately by! The huge spatial rift opened abruptly like torn cloth, as if to swallow everything.

The position of this spatial rift was precisely in the center of the tree trunk, as if it had been split open by an incredibly sharp giant axe.

However, what was surprising was that the opening and closing of this spatial rift did not cause the slightest ripple, as if it was meant to exist there all along.

However, beneath this seemingly calm surface, the Giant Tree suffered a devastating blow.