Chapter 357: About to burst from eating!

Shen Qing's voice was like the icy cold from the Nine Abyss, making Angelos feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, with goosebumps rising on his back.

He shouted: "Andelu! Andelu! Close the teleportation gate quickly!"

But time passed second by second, the teleportation gate remained unchanged in size, and Angelos turned his head.

"Andelu..."

Angelos's voice grew fainter, because Andelu was approaching a berserk state, with his magic power roaring all over his body.

"I've reached my limit."

"He possesses supreme power!!!"

Only see, Shen Qing extended another hand in, gripping the edges of the teleportation gate with both hands, his left hand wielding karma power, his right hand destructive power.

With a mighty heave, the teleportation gate, which had shrunk to the size of a head, was forcibly pulled open by Shen Qing and rapidly expanded; in almost an instant, the gate was fully opened.

At that moment, the emerald green staff in Andelu's hand also slipped free, flying swiftly toward the teleportation gate, where Shen Qing firmly grasped it.

Shen Qing, Kuntus, and Zhang He walked into the teleportation gate, glanced at the staff in hand—the material was exceptionally special, a substance Shen Qing had never seen before; he squeezed it hard, leaving only a faint imprint, and its hardness was also great.

Shen Qing chuckled.

"A cute little thing—are you using this to control life force?"

"This Andelu lacks the innate talent to comprehend supreme power; his ability to control life force comes solely from this emerald green staff."

Shen Qing walked up to Andelu.

"What is the source of the material used to make this staff?"

Andelu's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word.

Because he could sense that Kuntus and Zhang He's auras completely overwhelmed his own existence as king, and although Shen Qing's realm was lower than his, the sense of danger he gave was even greater.

Shen Qing stepped forward to stand before Andelu and asked: "Can't you speak the Dawu language?"

Angelos's eyes lit up as he gazed at the nearby Shen Qing; he had no confidence in dealing with Kuntus and Zhang He, but Shen Qing's realm being only third level of Martial Saint Realm gave him a glimmer of hope, and he could tell Shen Qing's status was certainly not low.

In the blink of an eye, Angelos lunged with one hand to grab Shen Qing, shouting in Elvish: "You've exposed an opening!"

Shen Qing glanced at him; a blade aura appeared out of thin air, and successive slashes erupted instantly, severing Angelos's outstretched arm into eight segments.

Angelos's pupils contracted, and he rapidly retreated.

Shen Qing glanced at him: "You have only a realm, but your flesh is weak, and your power system is outdated."

"Is this the basis of your invasion of our world?"

Angelos had also learned the Dawu language, so he could naturally understand what Shen Qing was saying, but after a thousand years, he was the sole demon god of the Elf World, long accustomed to being above all, and his pride would not allow him to be insulted like this.

He let out a hoarse roar.

"What a joke!"

"I was just careless earlier; do you think I really used my full strength?"

Saying this, Andelu gripped the gray flame staff with his remaining arm, while his mouth began to chant a spell.

"Wrathful Heavenly Tribulation!"

Only see, the surrounding temperature began to climb rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it reached a thousand degrees.

But no matter how fast, there is still a windup.

But using such a windup move in front of Shen Qing isn't that just asking for death?

Shen Qing instantly appeared and kicked Angelos in the belly, interrupting the chant and turning him into a giant shrimp.

"The power is not bad; it would be just right in a circus."

Angelos's eyes bulged; after a brief exchange he instantly realized he could never be a match for Shen Qing.

He struggled to speak.

"I am the king of the Elf Clan, and I am willing to submit to you."

Shen Qing chuckled: "You can't win, so you want to submit? That's a nice thought, but what good would your submission do me?"

"Or just go die."

Saying this, Shen Qing raised his hand; blade aura erupted and directly sliced Angelos into fragments.

On the way to the Far South, Shen Qing had already captured many dark elves, gaining some understanding of their civilization.

The Elf Clan mainly divides into dark elves and white elves.

Dark elves specialize in destructive magic, similar to fire and lightning magic; they love war, and can be said to be utterly useless.

White elves, on the other hand, excel in wood and water magic; they love peace, are skilled at healing and planting, and making them doctors or farmers is a fine choice.

Shen Qing then turned his gaze toward Andelu.

"If you can speak the Dawu language, speak up; otherwise you'll die together."

"Where did this staff come from?"

Andelu, gazing at Angelos's death, swallowed and began speaking the Dawu language: "This staff is made from the core bud of the World Tree..."

Shen Qing's eyes lit up: "World Tree?"

"Do you still have such a thing in your world? Where is it?"

"It's right at the center of our world."

Shen Qing walked over, grabbed Andelu in one swoop, and then rushed toward the Elf World at breakneck speed.

In just a few blinks, Shen Qing crossed the endless distance, stepped out of the teleportation gate, and arrived in the Elf World.

A glance revealed endless forests, everywhere brimming with the breath of life.

Zhang He stepped out, eyes shining: "Great place, great place!"

"Shen Qing, we must definitely take this land! The soil is fantastic—perfect for farming!"

Kuntus also stepped out from the rear passage, raising his hand to point ahead.

"Never mind the farming for now—your place."

Shen Qing and Zhang He lifted their eyes to look in the direction Kun Tusi pointed, and saw a towering tree that reached into the clouds standing between heaven and earth.

Its outstretched branches and leaves can even cover a distance of hundreds of thousands of meters, and the trunk of that tree is indeed tens of meters thick.

More importantly, Shen Qing felt a strong life force on the tree.

Shen Qing's mouth corners slightly rose.

Today I'm probably going to be overfull.