Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Feilin led the tree people and ran all the way until they were sure that Zhou Yiqiao had not caught up, and then they stopped.

They had now arrived at another dense forest, surrounded by towering trees, lush and green, full of vitality.

"Is everyone okay?" Feilin asked with concern.

The tree man monks shook their heads, indicating that they were fine.

Although the previous battle consumed a lot of their physical strength, fortunately, except for a few tree people who were unable to defend themselves at the beginning, no greater losses were caused.

Feilin nodded, then turned his gaze to the tree-man monks who were most seriously injured.

At this time, the blood on their bodies had not yet dried, and the juice flowing from the wounds had already dyed the surrounding land a dark green.

He looked solemn, and his low tone revealed a hint of guilt.

"Everyone, I am sorry for not being well prepared and causing you all to suffer..."

"Why do you say that, Brother Fei?"

A tree monk struggled to sit up and interrupted him.

"We all followed you here for the cultivation resources. We have already made plans for the worst. No matter what the outcome is, it has nothing to do with you."

"Yes, Brother Fei, our cultivation is against the will of heaven. We face more than one danger every day. We have long been accustomed to it."

"Ugh......"

Listening to the sincere words of these tree people, Feilin felt more and more remorseful. He clasped his hands together, forced a stream of life energy from his body, and injected it into their bodies to help them recover.

After doing all this, he suppressed the sadness on his face and became extremely serious.

"In any case, this incident happened because of my negligence."

"Now, we must hurry up and heal our wounds, lest the enemy take advantage of our weakness and turn defeat into victory."

"Yes!"

Many tree people agreed in unison.

Feilin looked up at the sky and felt extremely depressed.

Zhou Yiqiao's attacks were so treacherous and unpredictable, and his methods were so numerous that he was exhausted from defending himself.

What's worse is that the tree people around him have been injured and can hardly maintain their combat effectiveness.

Now, they can only rely on this dense forest to temporarily avoid the enemy's pursuit.

"Everyone find a place to rest first. I will set up some simple defenses."

As Feilin spoke, he began to set up the surroundings.

He formed seals with his hands, and emerald green runes flew out from his hands and merged into the surrounding trees.

As the runes were integrated, the trees began to emit a faint fluorescence, as if they were given life.

These runes are the secret techniques that Feilin learned during his travels in the Thousand Wood Realm. They can resonate with the surrounding natural forces to form an invisible barrier to defend against external enemies.

Although it is not as good as those high-level defensive arrays, it can still produce decent results in this dense forest.

After arranging the defenses, Feilin took out some healing pills and distributed them to everyone.

"After all, my ability to deal with Zhou Yiqiao is limited. I hope you can recover as soon as possible and lend me a hand."

The tree people took the pills and nodded, indicating that they would recover as soon as possible.

Although they were seriously injured, as tree people, they possessed strong vitality. With Feilin's life energy and healing pills, their injuries soon stabilized.

Seeing this, Feilin felt relieved.

He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to rest, restoring his physical and mental strength.

He knew that they would face more challenges and dangers in the future and they had to stay in the best condition.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye it was already evening.

In the dense forest, the dusk deepens and everything around seems quiet and peaceful.

However, Feilin did not dare to relax at all. He remained vigilant and paid close attention to the movements around him.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew by, rustling the nearby branches and leaves.

Feilin suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards a big tree on the right.

He saw a man in black standing on the treetop, staring at him with cold eyes.

He exuded wisps of cold blue air from his entire body. The temperature around him dropped sharply in an instant, the flowers in the forest withered and died, and even insects, fish, birds and animals were unwilling to approach the area where he was.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhou Yiqiao looked down at Feilin and spoke coldly.

Feilin frowned, feeling very tricky.

He didn't expect Zhou Yiqiao to come so quickly.

"I didn't see you chasing us when we were seriously injured, but now you appear on your own initiative. It seems you are well prepared."

His tone was calm, but the anger and murderous intent contained in it were obvious.

The tree people who were regulating their breathing were awakened by Feilin's voice. They opened their eyes and looked at the man in black standing on the treetop.

A solemn look appeared on their faces, and they had obviously recognized Zhou Yiqiao's identity.

"Everyone is awake now, that's good."

"In that case, I will send you to the west."

He smiled sinisterly, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth. His whole body exuded a strong murderous aura, causing the temperature around him to drop sharply.

The terrifying pressure emanating from him was like a huge rock, smashing down on everyone, making them unable to breathe. Their chests felt as if they were filled with cotton wool, making them feel suffocated and uncomfortable.

Evil spirits surged out from the sky, covering the bright moon in the sky with shadows.

The shadows of tens of thousands of evil spirits appeared above the treetops, with their fangs and claws bared, looking extremely ferocious.

The extremely evil screams came one after another, echoing in the forest.

Feilin was surprised at the strength that Zhou Yiqiao could use in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation. In the moment of being stunned, he suddenly felt a warm liquid splashing on his face.

He turned his head and saw that a tree man was cut in half a few feet away from him. Before the screams died down, he was completely dead.

"Not good, gather quickly with me as the center and cast the formation!"

Feilin let out a low cry and quickly retreated to a safe area.

Upon hearing this, many tree people stood together, each occupied a position, and began to form a formation.

In an instant, the formation pattern emerged, and a green light curtain appeared beside them.

"Are you planning a war of attrition?"

Zhou Yiqiao sneered.

Immediately, his body swayed, like a violent hurricane, rushing forward with endless resentment.

The Netherworld Demon Sword was spinning above his head, its sharp edge sweeping across, the sword energy whistling, and rushing straight towards the light curtain.

"boom!"

A dull collision sound was heard as the sword energy collided with the light curtain, and the violent explosion created a terrible ripple.

Two completely different energies intersected and devoured each other, eventually annihilating each other.

Zhou Yiqiao was shaken by the aftermath and staggered back, his steps disordered.

On the other side, many tree people, led by Feilin, quickly retreated as soon as he retreated.