Wan Gaoxing stood on the small-town square, his face as dark as iron. In front of him was a massive pit, with tree trunks and branches scattered all around its edges.
No one dared to speak. All the attendants standing behind him lowered their heads, frozen with fear, not even daring to utter a sound.
"Who did this?" Wan Gaoxing’s voice was as cold as ice.
The attendants exchanged glances nervously. Finally, the one standing in the front stepped forward and said in a low voice, "We haven’t found out yet!"
BANG!
With a muffled sound, the attendant was instantly slapped away, flying to the ground where he struggled to get up after a long while.
"Who did this?!" Wan Gaoxing’s voice was filled with boundless fury.
Everyone started trembling.
Among the Ghost Race, those of high status held the power of life and death, leaving them no room for resistance.
At this moment, an attendant cautiously stepped forward and said, "Young... Young Master, while we don’t know who is responsible, I can smell traces of the Human Clan here!"
"The Human Clan?" Wan Gaoxing frowned slightly.
"Yes, the Human Clan!" The attendant nodded affirmatively.
"Excellent! It seems these Humans still haven’t learned their place and dare to stir up trouble?" Wan Gaoxing gritted his teeth, his face full of rage.
He suddenly raised his head and said coldly, "What are you standing around for? If it’s the Humans who did this, they’re likely still nearby. Search the area immediately for any Human gatherings!"
"Yes!" The attendants responded in unison and disappeared into the shadows, scattering to search.
Wan Gaoxing remained standing before the pit, slowly squatting down to observe the withered, decayed roots left in the hole. His face was icy cold.
"No matter who you are, you’re dead this time!"
As someone who had traveled across dimensions and become a member of the wealthy Wan Clan in Chuzhou City, Wan Gaoxing certainly wasn’t here for a mere tree king.
He had come for the Fang Ancient Mirror.
The Fang Ancient Mirror had once been in Chuzhou City, but due to various circumstances, it ended up elsewhere and, by sheer chance, landed in the possession of the town’s tree king.
Ridiculously, the town’s tree king couldn’t recognize its worth and just discarded it casually.
However, Wan Gaoxing knew the value of the Fang Ancient Mirror. After exhausting all means, he managed to trace its whereabouts to this place, only to find himself a step too late—the town’s tree king was dead, and the Ancient Mirror was naturally gone.
This was enough to enrage the proud Wan Clan scion.
For this expedition, he had brought along the elite of his family’s forces.
It didn’t take long before an attendant returned with a report.
"Young Master, a thousand miles away from here, there is a small village with signs of Human activity. Additionally, there are also many native Ghost Race inhabitants there!"
Wan Gaoxing’s eyes lit up upon hearing this. "Oh? Native Ghost Race?"
"That’s correct!"
Wan Gaoxing let out a sinister laugh. "These useless remnants are still hanging around? Very well, this time, I’ll deal with them all together! Who told them to be unlucky enough to cross me?"
"Lead the way!"
"Yes!"
Meanwhile, in the village.
Ying Ning spoke in a low tone, "Yuan’er, are you sure about what you’ve said?"
Que Wenyuan nodded. "Absolutely!"
To uproot a fully matured and awakened demon tree with one hand—how terrifying must such strength be!
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