Chapter 3052: One swipe and it's gone

Having decided on the method, over the next few days, those of the Dao One Immortal Sect who possessed tree pets also began simple practice.

Actually it's not difficult; just get familiar with it and you can pick it up.

Moreover, in theory, the branches of the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts can be extended infinitely.

But the longer the distance, the correspondingly weaker the force becomes.

So, to successfully capture an innate demon, one must also keep the distance within a reasonable range.

Too far away won't do; the force weakens too much and can easily be broken free from.

Too close also won't work; you'll be spotted before you even act.

To determine a proper distance, it's best to test using the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe, these innate races.

Everyone is an innate race; their strengths aren't far apart, especially the Barbarian God Tribe, which likewise focuses on physical strength and is close to the innate demon race in all aspects.

Coincidentally, within the Xia Jie there is also a group of ordinary Barbarian God Tribe strongmen; picking a few, they began the trial.

"Wait, what the hell are you tying?"

One of the Barbarian God Tribe strongmen, seeing the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghost's branch heading straight for his groin, felt a sudden chill and hastily clenched his legs to dodge.

This damn thing is completely out of line; you're tying a person—how can you tie that spot?

However, upon hearing this, the Dao One Immortal Sect disciple replied with an honest expression.

"I was thinking this spot isn't a weakness, maybe it's easier to grasp."

"You…………………"

That statement made sense, leaving that Barbarian God Tribe strongman unable to refute for a moment.

They're just testing, just testing—do you think we're really preparing ingredients? What, you want to throw me in the pot?

He shouted angrily.

"Just tie the body; don't do all that fancy nonsense—I'm not a demon."

"Oh, okay."

Since it's only a trial, it's naturally not good to be too harsh.

With the cooperation of these few Barbarian God Tribe strongmen, everyone quickly determined the most suitable distance.

According to the strength of the innate races, the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghost's branches cannot exceed three hundred li at most.

Beyond that distance, there is over a thirty percent chance of breaking free during the process.

Although it seems not high at first glance, everyone still felt it wasn't reliable, so it's best to keep it within three hundred li.

Having determined the distance, the next step is how to conceal one's aura.

According to previous human methods, it would naturally be hard to hide from the perception of the innate races.

But don't underestimate the development of humanity these years, especially with the help of that batch of innate humans; formations and talismans have seen tremendous progress.

They learned more advanced knowledge from the innate humans, and then combined it.

It can be said that over these years, humanity's greatest progress has not been its own strength, but rather formation disks and talismans.

"If it's about concealing aura, there are quite a few formations and talismans to choose from, but since the opponent is an innate race, ordinary methods probably won't work."

After consulting with the formation masters and talisman masters, everyone finally selected a formation talisman.

A method that combines formations and talismans.

This is something humanity has only just developed in recent years, and it couldn't have been done without the cooperation of the innate humans.

This method can perfectly conceal aura; at a distance of around three hundred li, it can even hide from the old‑ancestor‑level detection of the innate races.

Unless one actively exposes their aura, it is hard to detect.

Of course, the price is extremely high, but for humanity at present, the cost isn't crucial—once you've got the ingredients, who cares about a few melons and dates?

Immediately, everyone waved a hand and directly ordered ten thousand of these formation talismans.

Once everything was more or less ready, the group then left the Immortal Realm and headed toward where the innate demons were located.

Several elders of the Barbarian God Tribe also brought people to meet up midway.

Their numbers were few, and they proceeded with extreme caution along the way, attracting no notice from the innate demons.

Since the last encounter with the Iron Peak Clan Chief, the innate demons also seemed to have completely abandoned the idea of cooperation.

Along this route thereafter, they opened a slaughter, wiping out several tribes from Beyond the Heavens.

Although they weren't a major tribe, their strength before the innate demons was still utterly inadequate.

But this undoubtedly conveyed an attitude: since the innate races of Beyond the Heavens have no intention to cooperate, there's no need to hold back any longer.

Whoever dares to block the road will be killed.

From initially targeting only humanity, it has now become more like a band of invaders.

Along the way, they have already encountered many survivors of various major tribes.

These people, when they mention the innate demons, grit their teeth in anger—'What nonsense about blocking the road; their tribe's homeland is right there, how could that be called blocking the road?'

Facing these survivors, they caused no trouble, merely urging them to flee to the rear as quickly as possible.

So as not to be dragged into the fighting again and lose their lives for nothing.

Having encountered so many survivors, the group also noticed some clues; the Barbarian God Tribe elder guessed:

"These beasts are probably doing this on purpose, trying to force us to reveal ourselves."

"There's a chance of that; ignore them and proceed according to the plan."

No matter what ideas those innate demon ingredients have, we simply won't take the bait; everything continues as planned.

After several days of marching, the two sides gradually drew near; though the distance was still far, everyone had already deployed the formation talisman.

Not only themselves, but all the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts were also surrounded by the formation talisman to prevent aura leakage.

When the three‑hundred‑li distance was reached, the Dao One Immortal Sect crowd had already released their tree pets; all was ready, only the east wind was missing.

They could act at any moment, and without doubt the leader was the most experienced Xu Jie.

Xu Jie wiped away his usual grin, his expression turning grave; after confirming the distance was fine, he let out a low shout.

Attack!

Immediately, Xu Jie's tree pet first lashed out a branch; seeing this, the other Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts present followed suit, quickly doing the same.

The branches shot like black lightning, swiftly slicing across the starry sky, heading straight for the beast tide.

At the same time, the innate Demon Race members, who were proceeding at a leisurely pace, noticed nothing of the approaching danger.

Until the first branch flashed past, precisely binding the lower body of a tiger demon.

Standing in human form, completely unprepared, it felt a chill below its waist; at first it was puzzled, wondering why such a normal situation suddenly felt like a cold wind blowing past.

Lowering its head to look, it saw a branch from somewhere tightly binding its vital spot.

Who?

Just as it opened its mouth to shout, the next second it felt the branch suddenly tighten, then a tremendous force came, giving the tiger demon no time to think—whoosh, it vanished instantly.

The speed was so fast that the other tribesmen nearby were all bewildered—"What are you doing?"

Whoosh, it's gone.