Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

Niutoushan.

An ancient palace hidden in the mountains.

Two guards stood in front of the palace gate, holding long swords and staring ahead vigilantly.

The hall was filled with an oppressive, sorcerous atmosphere. The predominantly vermilion hall was adorned with black curtains, making the ancient temple appear even more mysterious and eerie.

In a spacious main room in the backyard, an old man with a beard and eyebrows was pale and breathing erratically. If it weren't for the slightest bit of life, he would be no different from a dead person.

Beside the bearded old man, a young man in black was busy with his work, his head bowed, holding a string of talismans glowing blackly in his hands and muttering something to himself. His brow was furrowed, his expression focused, as if he were struggling against some invisible force.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes snapped open, a flash of fear in them. He raised his hand and grabbed the young man's arm, shouting hoarsely, "Quick, stop them! They're trying to take my power away."

The young man was shocked when he heard this. He looked out the window and saw dark clouds gathering rapidly, which seemed to indicate that something bad was about to happen.

He took a deep breath, quickly placed the talisman in his hand on the old man's forehead, and then whispered a mysterious spell. As the spell continued, the old man's face gradually regained some color, and his breathing became much calmer.

However, at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the hall. Then, several people in black rushed into the backyard, staring at the old man with greedy and cruel smiles on their faces.

"We finally found you, old man." One of them sneered, "Hand over your power, or we will make you suffer a fate worse than death."

These people are all disciples of the old man, who have been practicing evil magic with him for many years. They dream of improving their cultivation and becoming as "unparalleled" as the old man.

They had heard from somewhere that the old man had been seriously injured and was on the verge of death. The desire that had been suppressed in their hearts for years suddenly grew wildly. After a few people discussed it, they put aside their concerns and rushed directly to the old man's bedroom.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes flashed with despair. He knew that he was too weak to resist the greed and cruelty of these people.

The young man remained unmoved. He glanced coldly at the intruder in black, with a mocking smile on his face.

He immediately drew the long sword from his waist and blocked the old man. At the same time, he let out a long roar, and several guards immediately rushed over from outside.

A fierce battle is about to begin in the backyard of the palace.

Seeing this, the men in black drew their weapons and rushed towards the young man and his guards. Although they were numerous, they seemed powerless against the young man's sword and the guards' siege.

The young man was agile and had superb swordsmanship, and every swing of his sword accurately hit his opponent's vital points. The guards were also well-trained and coordinated, and soon they forced the man in black into a desperate situation.

However, just when they were about to achieve victory, a black shadow suddenly flew out from the depths of the palace and rushed towards the young man.

The young man was quick-witted and swift, swinging his sword to block the attack. However, the shadow's power was so strong that it knocked him back repeatedly.

He steadied himself and looked up, only to see an old man in a black robe standing on the roof of the palace, staring at them coldly.

"Humph, I never thought there would be so many experts hiding here." The black-robed old man sneered, "However, you guys alone are not enough to stop me from seizing the old man's power."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. A powerful black energy surged out from his hand and attacked the young man and the guards.

The young man's heart tightened when he saw this. He knew that this black energy was powerful and if he was hit by it, he would probably die on the spot.

He took a deep breath and quickly gathered the strength in his body, preparing to meet the attack of the old man in black robe.

The fight here spread quickly, and for a time, the entire Niutou Mountain was in chaos. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a mess.

Recently I heard that a beautiful woman, along with a man and a bird, broke into several newly built strongholds. No one present survived and all the strongholds were destroyed.

Communication was suddenly interrupted, and people in the strongholds that had not yet been destroyed were in panic, and most of them hid in Niutou Mountain.

Now that such news has come out, everyone is planning for their future.

The drama of the survival of the fittest gradually unfolds on Niutou Mountain.

The black-robed old man's dark energy swept over like a violent gust of wind in the night, carrying with it an endless breath of death. Although the young man and his guards resisted with all their might, they seemed so small and helpless before that powerful force.

The old man in black robes stood on the roof, watching the battle below with a cold gaze. He was in no rush to take action, as if he was simply enjoying the feeling of being in control.

At this moment, a clear bird song broke the silence. A beautiful bird flew down from the sky and landed on the young man's shoulder.

The bird's eyes gleamed with wisdom, as if it could sense the danger around it. It pecked the young man's ear gently, as if to warn him of the attack from the old man in the black robe.

The young man felt the bird's touch and his heart moved. He looked up at the bird in the sky, deep in thought.

He took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength into the sword in his hand. Then, he swung the sword fiercely towards the old man in black robe.

A dazzling light shot out from the tip of the sword and headed straight for the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robes saw this and showed a hint of surprise on his face. He had not expected that this young man could actually burst out with such powerful strength.

He quickly raised his hands to resist, but the force came like a torrent, making it impossible for him to resist.

The old man in black robe was shocked and retreated repeatedly until he reached the edge of the palace.

He stood firm, his eyes flashing with anger. He had never thought that he would be pushed to this point by a young man.

"Okay, okay, okay!" The black-robed old man uttered the word "Okay" three times in a row, his voice filled with anger and murderous intent. "You actually forced me to use my full strength. Let me see how long you can hold out."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. An even more powerful black energy surged out from his hand, enveloping the entire palace.

The young man and the guards were forced to retreat again and again by the black energy, with horror showing on their faces.

They knew that this time they had really encountered a strong opponent.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly flew out from the depths of the palace and landed beside the young man.

It was the bearded old man.

Although his face was still pale, there was a determined light in his eyes.

"You guys step back and let me deal with him." The bearded old man said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, the young man and the guards all stepped aside and made way.

The bearded old man looked up at the old man in black robe, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly raised his hand, and a powerful aura burst out from him.

The black-robed old man was surprised when he saw this. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak old man could actually burst out with such a powerful aura.

However, he was not frightened by this, but became even more excited.

"Haha, good, good, good." The black-robed old man laughed, "Let me see who of us is stronger."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, and an even more violent black energy rushed towards him.

The bearded old man was not to be outdone. He raised his hand and waved it. A ray of black light shot out from his hand and collided with the black energy of the old man in black robe.

Suddenly, the entire palace was shrouded in black light and black air, as if it had fallen into chaos.