The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

That arm was bloody, the skin was torn to pieces, revealing golden fat and red flesh...

It formed a tragic scene.

Zhao Yin's pupils suddenly shrank. It turned out that the Wood Clan was even more cruel and cold-blooded than the Angel Clan.

"Where is this from?" Zhao Yin asked.

The little wooden creature named Apo Ni shook the baby's arm in his hand.

"Dad, are you talking about snacks? Oh...this is what you gave us last time. Only the best ones are left. If you don't come back, we won't have our favorite snacks!"

I heard them call the human's arms snacks...

In Zhao Yin's mind, he has already planned the future for his two sons.

A smile bloomed on Zhao Yin's face, his tentacles danced, hooked up the tentacles of two small wood tribes, and walked towards the wooden house.

"Let's go home. Dad brought back a lot of snacks in his space bracelet!"

"really?"

The two little wood creatures immediately became happy, jumping up and down, and followed Zhao Yin into the house.

Zhao Yin quietly released his spiritual power and quickly scanned the wooden house.

I immediately discovered that there was a huge breath of life hidden in the house...

It turned out to be a quasi-divine tree clan!

Zhao Yin suddenly became excited.

He didn't expect to come into contact with a Wood Tribe quasi-god so soon...

However, there is no information about this quasi-god of the Wood Clan in my memory.

"Who else is at home?" Zhao Yin asked.

Ah Poni immediately said, "It's Grandpa. A month ago, Grandpa was injured in the Eighth Battlefield and came home to recuperate."

That is Aposhi’s biological father.

An injured quasi-god-level member of the Wood Clan!

The whole family, young and old, should be neat and tidy.

"Aposhi, is that you?"

At this moment, a hoarse sound like the friction of wood suddenly came from the room, also with excitement.

As soon as Zhao Yin stepped into the gate, he saw an old wood creature, five meters tall and with most of its tentacles missing, staggering out.

The wound on his back was shrouded in a strong curse, which seemed to be constantly preventing his natural healing ability...

"My Aposhi, you are not dead, that's great!"

The few intact tentacles left behind him instantly swept towards Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yin hesitated slightly but did not resist because he saw that the mental fluctuations of the Laomu tribe were full of surprise and joy.

He was also confident that the effect of the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm was definitely not something a quasi-god-level Wood Clan member could see through.

The next moment, Zhao Yin was pulled in front of the old Mu tribe.

The old man showed a kind look and looked Zhao Yin up and down.

Tears slowly filled his eyes.

Time seems to have settled at this moment.

"A Poshi... I heard that you died... It's all because of my father. I was useless and couldn't let you evolve into a quasi-god as quickly as possible...!"

"Dad, it's okay. You're back, aren't you?" Zhao Yin also showed a look of longing.

"Aposhi, tell us quickly, how did you survive and what happened that day?" asked the old Mu tribe member.

"It was just an SSS-level human who set a trap, stole the ninth treasure of the Wood Clan, captured me in a life space, and tortured me for half a year!"

Zhao Yin sighed: "The human race is not simple. He has a huge living space, controls countless materials, and keeps tens of thousands of low-level mutant beasts...!"

"The legendary mutant beast?" The old Mu tribe members immediately widened their eyes.

It is recorded in the ancient books of the Mu tribe that mutant beasts are legendary rare delicacies.

The flesh and blood contained more than just pure energy. It was more than just ordinary resources. It could promote the evolution of life and increase the potential for evolution...

It’s just a pity...it can only be born in the human world, and its number is very small.

For countless years, even if the Wood Clan was lucky enough to kill humans in the war, the gods would enjoy it...

It’s not the quasi-god’s turn!

"Are there really more than 10,000 of them?"

"Father, although that human is of extraordinary value, he is weak after all. A few days ago, he let down his guard, and I caught him by surprise and killed him. Now, all his treasures belong to me!"

As if to prove something, Zhao Yin took out the Emperor's Five Elements Beads.

The old Wood Clan had been on the Eighth Battlefield for many years. Although they did not know the details of that battle, they were still familiar with the Wood Clan’s Ninth Treasure.

He and Apo Shi have a deep family bond. Even though they have lived for countless years and their wisdom far exceeds that of ordinary people from the Wood Tribe, at this moment, he still has no doubts at all.

"A Poshi, Daddy needs the flesh and blood of mutant beasts, and even more so, endless extraordinary resources. Daddy's injuries...!"

"Father!"

Zhao Yin interrupted the old Mu tribe member and said, "Since Father wants it, all the mutant beasts and resources there are at your disposal for you to personally choose!"

"really?"

The old Mu tribe member was so excited that he almost shed tears: "My good son, Aposhi...!"

"Father, the matter of the mutant beasts is something that only you and I know about. Once the Lord God finds out...!"

"Father understands everything, my Aposhi, Father understands everything!"

The old wood tribe member could no longer wait and immediately waved his tentacles, creating an orange-yellow power shield that enveloped the wooden house.

Those below the level of quasi-god can no longer sense anything inside the house.

Seeing how cooperative he was, Zhao Yin no longer hesitated and immediately prepared to lead the Laomu tribe to the core world.

At this moment, several tentacles wrapped around Zhao Yin's calves again.

"Dad...we want to go too, we want some snacks!"

Zhao Yin almost forgot about them and said with a smile: "Let's go together, accompany Grandpa..."

The next moment, the force of space surged, swept up an old man and two children, and disappeared into the wooden house.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived in the core world.

The demonic soil plateau...the demonic Jianmu forest.

“Snacks!”

The two little corpse demons suddenly widened their eyes and stared at Wang Chunhua who was sitting cross-legged there, as if they could not take their eyes away.

The old wood tribe showed doubt on his face, stretched out his tentacles, and tried to pull Zhao Yin's tentacles...

"Aposhi, where are the beasts you mentioned?"

"There's no need to use their tentacles to deal with an old beast like you!" Zhao Yin said with a smile.

The Laomu tribe finally realized something, but it was too late.

Endless blood-jade-like branches came from all directions, and every one of them made him feel despair.

Countless blood-jade roots emerged from the underground, instantly wrapping around the legs of the old wood tribe.

Two of the roots directly pierced the heads of the two little wood creatures and dragged them into the ground...

In the panic of the old wood tribe, he felt countless sharp branches piercing his body, rapidly absorbing his vitality...

Zhao Yin never looked at the Lao Mu tribe again.

"Zhu Yao, come and get the blood of the quasi-god... After it loses its value, I want the divine foundation!"

If we want them to be neat and tidy as a family, then they must be neat and tidy.

After he finished speaking, Zhao Yin took away the space bracelet of the Laomu tribe, and then his figure disappeared into the core world.

A seriously injured quasi-god, in today's core world, there are too many people who can deal with him...

Let’s not talk about the beasts, or the ancestor’s clones and the four wooden figures…

Even if it was the corpse demon Yuan Baoer, the corpse demon Zhang Jie, the yellow flower demon... which one of them would not be enough to make him drink a pot?