Global Catastrophe: I Begin to Evolve from an Ancient Tree-Chapter 109: Daoist’s Supreme Treasure

The downfall of a five-tier strongman caused many powerful figures on the Ancient Wilderness side to change their expressions, while all cultivators in the Cyan Yang Divine Court’s camp were visibly excited.

"What about the fifth tier? Today, he must die all the same!"

"Haha, in the future, I can brag that I once leapt a tier to slay a five-tier strongman!"

"Brothers, today is the day to make a name for ourselves, kill—"

Some laughed madly, but tears of blood flowed in their eyes because they paid a tremendous price to slay this five-tier strongman.

But no matter what, today’s fall of the fifth tier proved that such powerful beings are not invincible.

"Kill, daring to invade our Ancient Wilderness from the petty Cyan Yang realm, today they shall leave in defeat!"

A middle-aged man at the Daoist level of the fifth tier was furious, especially seeing a peer fall, transforming the unease in his heart into a raging inferno.

When would a strongman at the Daoist level fear ants who had yet to reach Dragon Transformation?

"Boom!"

Terrifying power erupted from him, Bai Jianyuan’s punch shook the sky, directly blasting a third-tier Refining Organ cultivator to death.

He was an elder of the Celestial Yang Sacred Land, his strength slightly superior compared to peers of the same tier.

The fifth-tier who just fell was merely a strong Loose Cultivator, how could he compare with a Sacred Land Elder?

However.

The powerful strength Bai Jianyuan unleashed did not instill fear in the other cultivators, death was the worst that could happen.

Cultivators courageous enough to follow the Divine Court’s orders into the Ancient Wilderness had long accepted death, and the battlefield’s slaughter only fueled their killing intent.

"Boom!"

Without any surprise, another cultivator took the lead to self-detonate.

Facing a fifth-tier cultivator, ordinary third tiers had no means to resist; only self-detonation posed a genuine threat to such experts.

One!

Two!

...

Dozens of cultivators self-detonated, the terrifying aftereffects collectively engulfing Bai Jianyuan in an instant.

In the next moment, a small bronze cauldron appeared, its radiant light enveloping Bai Jianyuan entirely, no matter how terrifying the explosive force, it couldn’t shake him the slightest.

This scene made the cultivators of the Cyan Yang Divine Court change their expressions.

The bronze cauldron was evidently unexpected. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

On the other side.

Bai Jianyuan’s expression was ferocious, filled with mockery: "This is the Supreme Treasure I have been refining for years. How can you ants possibly break the defense of a Supreme Treasure?

Surrender now, and perhaps I’ll grant you a swift end."

Speaking, he seized a person, his powerful force suppressing them, preventing them from self-detonating.

Afterward.

In full view, Bai Jianyuan violently tore off this person’s limbs, their agonized scream piercing the air, cursing furiously.

"Old dog, I’ll be waiting for you down there... ah..."

Their words were cut short as Bai Jianyuan crushed their skull, casually discarding the headless corpse on the ground, coldly eyeing the others.

"This is the fate of those who oppose me!"

Upon hearing this.

The other cultivators were incensed, yet more charged forward, but they couldn’t break the bronze cauldron’s defense, and were easily slaughtered by Bai Jianyuan.

The gap between the fifth and third tiers was as vast as a chasm, and with a Supreme Treasure as defense, Bai Jianyuan seemed invincible.

This left others shocked and furious, amazed by Bai Jianyuan’s power, and enraged by his slaughter.

However.

No matter how angry they were, they were helpless against Bai Jianyuan.

They watched as he walked through the army, easily killing a cultivator with a single strike, even if someone self-detonated, they couldn’t sway the Supreme Treasure’s defense.

Bai Jianyuan licked his lips, the fear in others’ eyes thrilling him even more.

There’s nothing more exhilarating than slaughtering the weak, especially when they gaze at him with eyes that wish to devour his flesh but can do nothing. Bai Jianyuan savored this immensely.

Just then.

A commanding voice echoed in everyone’s minds.

"In this battle, all who die will be resurrected when the Divine Kingdom chat group opens the ninth-tier store!"

With these words.

Everyone was invigorated.

Resurrection!

They understood all too well what these words meant.

Previously driven by sheer fervor, they sacrificed without regard to slay a fifth-tier cultivator, but now, unable to stop Bai Jianyuan and witnessing allies slaughtered, their fervor was considerably doused.

No one was unafraid of death.

Some sacrifice for righteousness, others cling to life.

But now Gu Qingyang’s words eliminated their lingering worries entirely, leaving them with no hesitation.

If they could be resurrected, what was there to fear?

"Kill!"

"This old man wants to see if this broken cauldron of his truly can’t be broken!"

"Hahaha, even if I die today, eighteen years later I’ll still be a hero..."

The fear vanished from their eyes as they looked at Bai Jianyuan, and the next moment, dozens rushed forward, self-detonating without hesitation.

Seeing this, Bai Jianyuan grinned hideously: "Useless, the power of a Supreme Treasure is beyond you ants’ comprehension..."

Yet before he finished speaking, countless cultivators followed, detonating their bodies one after another.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

With Gu Qingyang’s promise of resurrection, no one feared death anymore, especially fueled by Bai Jianyuan’s recent slaughter, their killing intent reached its peak.

Since dozens self-detonating couldn’t break the Supreme Treasure’s defense, what about hundreds, thousands?

One cultivator after another fearlessly self-detonated, the combined terrifying power filling Bai Jianyuan with an uncontrollable dread.

He couldn’t understand why the Cyan Yang realm’s people feared no death, daring to self-detonate one after another.

This fearless approach shook Bai Jianyuan’s heart.

"It’s useless, the Supreme Treasure..."

Yet before he could finish, a dense network of cracks appeared on the light radiating from the bronze cauldron.

The next moment.

The light shattered.

Bai Jianyuan’s expression drastically changed.

As he tried to respond, more explosive forces engulfed him, even a strong Daoist fell to these terrifying forces.

"Pfft!"

Bai Jianyuan spat blood, his entire body battered by the explosions, then a chilling sword light pierced at a strange angle, swiftly slicing across his throat.

The bone-chilling cold felt like plunging into hell, and then everything spun, revealing a young man in a black casual outfit with a cold face, before plunging into endless darkness.