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Chen Ming selected half of the fruit and placed the other half into his storage soul guide before beginning his ritual.
He summoned his scorpion tail and drew an eight-pointed star formation on the ground. He then arranged various items he had previously prepared with his divine power, one by one, on the ground. Using his divine power, he created a circuit, and guided by his mental power, he carved out a small space, almost resembling an alternate dimension. Chen
Ming tossed seven fruits into the air at once. They simultaneously rotated and orbited, forming circles of varying sizes around the body of the Evil Demon Tree King. From afar, it resembled planets orbiting a star.
The last trace of essence within the Evil Demon Tree King was squeezed out and, under Chen Ming's guidance, divided among the seven fruits. Finally, the Evil Demon Tree King's once massive body rapidly withered, crumbling into dust and melting into the earth.
Chen Ming infused soul power, spirit energy, and life force into the fruit, repeating this cycle seven times before injecting the power of the Evil God and the God of Life. After repeating this forty-nine times, the seven fruits had transformed into a special energy form, merging into one under Chen Ming's guidance.
The fruit was buried in the soil, where it grew, nourished by the dust transformed from the Evil Demon Tree King. As time passed, a small sapling slowly emerged.
With the influx of divine power, the sapling in the soil rapidly grew taller than the naked eye could see. Dark golden veins emerged from the gray-brown trunk, each one faintly flowing with a chaotic sheen of sin and life.
As the branches and leaves unfolded, countless tiny purple-black vortices swirled among the leaves, emitting a ghostly whimpering sound. Despite the stillness of the cave, the newly formed branches and leaves swayed eerily, their patterns resembling human faces unconsciously emitting a sinister aura that was enough to chill one's spines.
Although the newly born Evil Demon Tree was not lacking in nutrients, as a supremely evil spirit beast, it instinctively craved souls and blood, like a baby craving milk or a human craving air.
Even though it was practically overflowing with nutrients, requiring no nourishment for growth, it still persisted, its evil nature surpassing that of the Evil Eye Clan by a factor of several.
However, as the material for the God of Sin's artifact, such qualities were expected.
Just as ancient swordsmiths would sacrifice blood to their renowned swords, to unleash the evil power of this demonic tree, a superior sacrifice was essential.
Normally, Chen Ming would bleed himself, using his own blood to gradually refine the raw material. However, now, the materials for the sacrifice were readily available outside the cave. After
Chen Ming gave the Evil Emperor a few words of instruction, the Evil Emperor retreated, returning with two unconscious hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts dragged by his illusory tentacles.
These two hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts were the Evil Eye Demon Ape King and the Purple-Winged Flying Dragon King, both possessing powerful bloodlines, formidable bodies, and immense vitality.
Although the Evil Emperor actually believed his rebellious son was the best candidate, a sliver of family affection and a feeling of waste led him to choose these two, who were secretly restless.
"My Lord, this Evil Eye Demon Ape King possesses both the Evil Eye and the Cyclops bloodline. His Cyclops bloodline comes from the legendary Titan beast. Although a hybrid, his talent is exceptional within his species, having already developed two heads. If he could reach the level of a ferocious beast, perhaps even the Titan bloodline within him would awaken."
"This Purple-Winged Flying Dragon King is not a real dragon, but a sub-dragon that is infinitely close to a real dragon. It is not inferior to a real dragon in any aspect and has an extremely rare destructive attribute. Its strength is extremely powerful. Moreover, this guy is ambitious. He has secretly devoured many dragons and sub-dragon soul beasts. The blood in his body seems to have shown some kind of mutation tendency."
"Although it just broke through to the level of a 100,000-year soul beast a thousand years ago, ordinary ferocious beasts, even the 200,000-year-old ferocious beasts of our Evil Eye clan cannot defeat it easily. If it is not hunted, it has a high probability of becoming a ferocious beast."
"My lord, which of these two is better for the sacrifice to the furnace? Is it okay to use both together?"
Chen Ming thought for a while and pointed at the Evil Eye Demon Ape King.
"This Evil-Eyed Demon Ape King boasts both impressive physical and mental strength, and its attributes are more aligned with evil. The Purple-Winged Flying Dragon King is also quite good. If I'm not mistaken, its ancestors are quite remarkable. Perhaps it could serve as a spirit ring for my second martial spirit."
"This fellow isn't a mutant spirit beast, but rather has ancestors? I knew he was secretly ambitious, but why is he so obedient in front of me? It turns out he's not being tactful, but afraid."
The Evil Emperor cursed the Purple-Winged Flying Dragon King twice, then inserted his illusory tentacles directly into the Purple-Winged Flying Dragon King's head, further suppressing his spirit. He then transported him to a safe, undisturbed location, and finally came to Chen Ming's side to observe the creation of this artifact.
Under the pervasive evil aura of the Evil Demon Tree, the Evil-Eyed Demon Ape King slowly awoke, his eyes filled with fear.
The Evil Emperor's transparent pupils scanned the imprisoned Evil-Eyed Demon Ape King, whose two-headed ape body trembled violently with fear. When Chen Ming's fingertips touched the base of the newly born Evil Demonic Tree, its branches suddenly wrapped around the demonic ape's neck like venomous snakes.
"Watering the Evil Tree with the traitor's soul is truly making the most of it."
Chen Ming summoned his sinister divine power, and seven dark golden chains pierced the ape's body from thin air. The soul core of the hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast was forcibly ripped out, along with its flesh and bones, transforming into a crimson torrent that poured into the tree's trunk. Distorted ape-like patterns emerged on the branches, and the entire tree instantly soared to a height of ten feet before erupting into a strange spiral.
Chen Ming relented, leaving the Evil-Eyed Demonic Ape King with a final vestige of his essence, allowing him to be reborn in his next life. Beyond this remnant of soul, everything left of the hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast became sustenance for the Evil Demonic Tree.
Under the pressure of an invisible force, the body of the Demonic Tree twisted in one direction, spinning continuously in one direction like a head. Its branches twisted and closed, forming a spiral arc that gradually shrank into a dark spear.
Just when the Evil Emperor thought it was all over, Chen Ming released the Evil God clone within him, which had been gathering strength for who knows how long. He reached out and opened the clone's chest, drawing the blood from the fatal wound on its heart and injecting it into the Demonic Tree.
(End of this chapter)