Chapter 2694: Do the Tree Ghosts Eat Food?

"Surround me, not even a fly can fly out."

Huoming gritted his teeth and immediately ordered the few people beside him to first block all exits, to prevent these Flame Martial Tribe people from suddenly launching a counterattack and charging out.

In Huoming's view, as long as these Flame Martial Tribe people are completely trapped to death in this Black Mist Forest, it won't take long—at most three days—and they will all surely die.

If the previous canyon entrance still gave the Flame Martial Tribe people a sliver of hope, then this Black Mist Forest now is a situation of ten deaths and no life, with not even a chance existing.

Not to mention Qi Wu and them; even if it were their fathers, the clan chiefs of the Flame Martial Tribe and the Fire Spirit Tribe, upon entering this Black Mist Forest, if they didn't come out immediately, they couldn't last more than three days and would surely die.

Before, I didn't know what method these Flame Martial Tribe people used, but they actually managed to borrow the power of the Black Soul Beast and successfully break out.

But Huoming didn't believe it; could these guys possibly borrow the power of the Tree Ghost as well?

If the Tree Ghost would listen to these bastards' words, he would just slit his own throat and commit suicide.

Huoming made a decisive decision, while Ye Zhangqing's group that had rushed into the Black Mist Forest was, compared to before, obviously also more tense.

Even if they had temporarily shaken off the pursuit of Huoming's group, the faces of all Flame Martial Tribe members still bore a strong sense of tension, looking around as if their lives were in danger at any moment.

Now is not the time to relax; although they have escaped Huoming's group's pursuit, in reality they have essentially jumped into another grave.

Giant ancient trees are visible everywhere around; any one of them could be a Tree Ghost, which could suddenly erupt at any moment and take their lives.

Walking in this Black Mist Forest, for the Flame Martial Tribe people, it feels as if a blade could fall at any moment, making them dare not be the slightest bit careless.

He was still firmly protected by everyone at the center of the group; compared to others, Ye Zhangqing was obviously somewhat safer.

Similarly scanning the surroundings, after confirming the situation, Ye Zhangqing spoke.

"These black mists can indeed be resisted by circulating Línglì, but this Tree Ghost…………"

The black mist indeed contains toxins, but Ye Zhangqing had already tried it before and can endure it without being directly poisoned.

However, before he finished speaking, that Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon said in an annoyed tone.

"You think it's over? Not mentioning the Tree Ghost, these black mists are currently just a normal phase, but irregularly, the black mist in this Black Mist Forest will undergo a rampage; at that time the black mist will become several times denser than usual, or even more, and even if the Tree Ghost doesn't act, we ourselves will hardly be able to resist its erosion."

These black mists are not unchanging; don't let the present calm make you lower your guard.

If this Black Mist Forest were really just as simple as it appears on the surface, it wouldn't cause all the Barbarian God Tribe to turn pale at the mention of it.

In the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon's view, their entering this Black Mist Forest is merely a desperate struggle to linger a bit longer; in the end they will likely remain here and become nourishment for those Tree Ghosts.

His feelings are extremely complicated, a pity; yet within the group, this Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon has absolutely no say, merely serving as a pure translator.

But upon hearing its words, Ye Zhangqing this time did not retort; instead, he shifted the conversation and asked.

"Do these Tree Ghosts eat food?"

Huh???

Hearing this, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon was dumbfounded; what time is this, why are you asking such things?

Moreover, can a Tree Ghost eat food? It's a spirit formed from an ancient tree.

"You still want to reuse your old trick?"

He replied irritably; upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing nodded.

"Besides this, I have no other means."

"Hah, then let's just wait for death."

Ye Zhangqing spoke frankly, and indeed that is true; even a clan-chief-level Barbarian God Tribe member entering this Black Mist Forest would surely die.

Moreover, Ye Zhangqing's current meager Ancient Immortal Realm cultivation is practically courting death.

But aside from this cooking skill, Ye Zhangqing indeed has no other way.

This cooking skill of his is now the sole reliance for everyone to walk out of this Black Mist Forest alive.

But the first thing to ascertain now is whether these Tree Ghosts eat food or not; if they fundamentally don't need to eat, then everyone is basically done for.

As for this, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon also doesn't know, so Ye Zhangqing can only try it himself.

He found a relatively open spot; it's not far from the entrance, but within the Black Mist Forest such considerations don't matter.

Put simply, once you enter the Black Mist Forest's range, whether outskirts or depths, it's all fraught with danger.

Those elusive Tree Ghosts could appear anywhere within the Black Mist Forest, with no regard for location.

Furthermore, under the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon's translation, Ye Zhangqing had a few Flame Martial Tribe people help him set up a simple stove.

First test whether the Tree Ghosts in this Black Mist Forest eat food; if they do, there's still room for manipulation.

But if they don't, then everyone can only leave it to fate.

Knowing Ye Zhangqing's idea, the Flame Martial Tribe people said nothing more, just silently doing their own tasks.

Indeed as Ye Zhangqing said, if these Tree Ghosts don't buy it, then everyone truly has no recourse.

For now we can only give it a try, hoping luck will be on our side and praying that Ye Zhangqing's cooking skill will also attract these Tree Ghosts.

This time cooking, he hadn't intended to feed the Flame Martial Tribe people; thus, from the start, after preparing the ingredients, Ye Zhangqing did not restrict the spread of the aroma.

After all, the stronger the scent, the more easily it can attract the Black Mist Forest's Tree Ghosts to gather here, seeking a sliver of hope.

The Immortal Fire in the pot boiled, and a rich aroma quickly spread.

The Flame Martial Tribe people smelled this aroma, their mouths watering with greed.

With no restriction on the aroma's diffusion, this time the scent was indeed far richer than before.

Just as it began, the Flame Martial Tribe people could hardly hold back.

"Hold it in, don't move recklessly."

"If you want to live, then all of you hold it in."

"Now is not the time to eat; Ye Brother said that after we return alive to the tribe, we'll feast for three days."

Everyone strained to control their growling stomachs, not approaching the stove; merely the moist corners of their mouths already said it all.

They didn't even dare to glance more than once at Ye Zhangqing's stove, fearing that a single look would make them completely unable to restrain themselves.

This aroma is truly fragrant and unchanged; not to mention the Flame Martial Tribe people, even Huoming's few people outside the Black Mist Forest at this moment smelled this rich fragrance.

The aroma continuously rushed straight into the nostrils; a Fire Spirit Tribe person, face full of enjoyment, inhaled several deep breaths.

It smells so good.