City of Paradise Bird, located on New Guinea Island.

It is the only city state on the island; the rest are countryside estates of the nobility, intentionally maintained with an original natural landscape.

Most people in the Steel City are hardly ever allowed into these nature reserves.

For their entire lives, they have to live in the city. Being able to leave is a symbol of status.

Fortunately, this city state is built by the sea, complete with a beach bathing place and a seaside amusement park.

If one is willing to spend one-fifth of the monthly community allowance, they can play in this beautiful and clean area for an entire day.

And if they can spend more credit points, they can rent a yacht to fish deep in the sea.

At this moment, a thirty-meter-long yacht first discovered the Taixui Demon Tree.

Several fishermen saw boiling splashes in the sea, with schools of fish fleeing as small fish and big fish alike, even Tiger Whales, leapt out of the water.

"What... what is that?"

Someone pointed to the east, where they could already see the massive silhouette of the Demon Tree breaking through the fog from the clouds.

The tree entangled a huge aircraft carrier and the wreckage of five space battleships.

Hard alloy is continuously melting and being absorbed.

The Sword Light hurricane, surrounding the giant tree creature, is swiftly approaching.

Where it passes, waves soar, and the flowing water is mixed with strands of energy vapor, forming its roots.

"Ahhh!"

The fishermen were scared witless, quickly retracting their fishing rods.

But the captain directly lifted them and tossed them into the cabin, driving the yacht back to the harbor at full speed.

But how fast could the yacht go?

The Taixui Demon Tree spared no energy, advancing with a roar, sweeping overhead in an instant.

The roaring waves flipped the yacht immediately.

Seeing the cabin about to be torn apart by countless dark currents, suddenly they were wrapped in a pure white energy, and everyone calmed down.

"Close your eyes, don't look."

Upon hearing this voice, before they could even leave the cabin, their minds were filled with imagery.

A not large but incredibly grand form suddenly appeared, as if tearing through three-dimensional space, surrounded by gaps.

He himself, beginning from a small point, manifested a hypercube divine unfolding.

After a series of geometric transformations, he stood frozen as a man holding up an iceberg.

He wore a white garment, radiating an awe-inspiring, sacred aura, the clothes like flowing jade, a black rock belt at his waist, intricate patterns resembling mountain trench tours.

His appearance was like a pencil drawing outlined in lightning, eyes shining like a blazing sun, body of bright bronze, voice as if a multitude were speaking together in an auditorium.

It was not merely adjectival; massive amounts of information rushed forth.

The fishermen seemed to see every corner of a person, a detailed portrayal of each aspect, rapid frames flashing in their mind.

Like photographing the same individual from beginning to end a thousand times, ten thousand times, with each shot reflecting a different style and scene!

Human attention is limited; when one gazes at a tree, the background turns virtual.

But now, this group disregarded the advice and rushed out of the cabin looking at the holy figure.

Instantly overwhelmed by the man's multitude of details, deep and vast, beyond imagination.

Even the black rock belt seemed animated, depicting the variations of a rock's intricate lines under countless perspectives.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The fishermen screamed hysterically.

"If you won't heed advice, there's nothing I can do," Xiao Yaomu said regretfully.

He knew these fishermen's brains had smoldered. Although they were still alive maintaining physiological metabolism, their cognitive system had collapsed and could no longer function normally.

It's like a graphics card mining for years, still usable but already half-wrecked.

Only the captain was unaffected, his eyes tightly shut and ears covered, never truly seeing Xiao Yaomu.

But even just audio wave, he still felt linked, simultaneously seeing, hearing, smelling, and even touching a person and his current actions.

The audio wave information unfolded in his brain as dynamic images, like an immersive special-effects film.

Within the mind's sketched images, Xiao Yaomu, holding an inverted iceberg, blocked the Demon Tree's path.

Then he held forth white energy, launching the yacht with a shake, like a rocket, toward the City of Paradise Bird.

"Letting my divine body intervene in three dimensions, you should be proud, Tai Sui."

Xiao Yaomu's divine body descended, not his entire four-dimensional body coming.

This was impossible, like a person cannot enter a painting.

What can be done? The whole body leans across the table, printing one side of it from head to toe onto paper.

This can be done.

Thus at least one side's complete information entered the three-dimensional world.

Now, Xiao Yaomu is doing just that, presenting a human image, equivalent to imprinted skin over the entire surface.

"Zawazawa."

The Demon Tree stopped, for once not bypassing him but quietly staring.

Xiao Yaomu raised an eyebrow: "You've finally settled down, felt the incredible shock of divine power?"

"Humans cannot behold a god, like ants' antennae cannot receive beloved human perfume, which is like insecticide."

"After all, anything at a high enough dosage is poison."

Xiao Yaomu referred to his excess information as 'divine power.'

Quite fitting because it causes humans, by hearing just a little sound, to feel as if they watched a movie.

If they gaze or touch, they are likely to become imbeciles.

Should Xiao Yaomu purposely emit more vigorous, information-rich aura, it is inherently an attack, like radiation destroying human sensory organs.

This is just opposite to the Demon Tree, not 'unmanageable' information, contrariwise, very manageable by a human mind.

Because Xiao Yaomu is human too, emitting merely some self-imagery, skin texture, lines, colors, along with nose, eyes, mouth, hands, feet, typical information.

Just too massive in quantity.

Interestingly, too easily processed, format perfectly matched, transmitted instantly, hence the human mind can't even afford to pass out, losing self-protection system first.

"Shoo!"

Suddenly, the Demon Tree unfurled a thousand hands, striking at him from countless unimaginable angles.

Sword Light swirled in the sky, resembling a kaleidoscopic vortex, bizarre and dazzling.

This unexpected attack sent a shiver through Xiao Yaomu.

"What!"

He was dazed for a moment; his mind went blank as if suddenly plunged into a vast ocean of mysterious knowledge, frantically solving obscure and complex math problems.

"Huh?"

How to break this move? He suddenly panicked! He couldn't figure it out!

In truth, there were many ways to counter it, as he was far stronger than the Demon Tree.

But faced with such a god-like, indescribable strike, his mind instantly went blank, unable to respond.

"Pshh!"

In the end, Xiao Yaomu managed to dodge, only to crash straight into a storm of blades!

"Sasa sasa!"

Between sea and sky, the myriad branches and leaves swirled like countless tendrils, Sword Light slicing into Xiao Yaomu, leaving him bloodied and torn, minced into meat paste.

Xiao Yaomu wasn't reduced to nothingness; he even retained his fleshy texture.

It was unlike phenomena where bodies are melted by high energy or evaporated into mist.

The divine body Xiao Yaomu descended with was his "front," while his real form lay "outside the picture."

Thus, no matter what three-dimensional attacks he faced here, the underlying structure was immutable, always a layered structure of human form, flesh, cells, and peculiar atoms.

Solid wouldn't turn to liquid, liquid wouldn't become gas.

"Gulp!"

But the focus was never on the slashes; the Demon Tree's Four-dimensional Energy gathered rapidly, frantically melting his flesh and blood into a throne.

However, it couldn't be refined.

Three-dimensional refinement couldn't change Xiao Yaomu's fundamental structure, and although the Demon Tree had Four-dimensional Energy, it lacked Four-dimensional Perception; its smelting amounted to mere superficial damage.

"Recover!"

Before any proper refinement could occur, the flesh and blood vanished instantly, forcibly extricated from the throne's melting process.

Utilizing his four-dimensional advantage, Xiao Yaomu easily broke free, though he was indeed in a sorry state.

Xiao Yaomu reappeared elsewhere, coming to his senses: "Damn! My divine body descended, yet he wasn't shattered by my information; instead, I couldn't endure it first?"

He exclaimed in shock, having never encountered such circumstances.

As a god-level entity, he'd always been the one to launch the attacks; this was the first time a three-dimensional being had struck him.

Typically, in high-dimensional battles, he felt fine, merely finding the Taixui Demon Tree intriguing, with no adverse effects.

But once he descended here and experienced it firsthand, everything changed.

Especially during the Demon Tree's attack, the sensation of friction in the blind spots of his mind made him feel mentally contaminated.

"Pshh!"

The Demon Tree's magical combat skill was not only phenomenal in the three-dimensional view but eerie in the four-dimensional field as well.

Within the scope of the four-dimensional biological field, there were also energy vines, void entanglements, bursting with Demon Blade slashes.

Xiao Yaomu couldn't lift his high-energy techniques and exclaimed about the disgusting Devil Worship High Energy.

"Damn, he's constantly disrupting my combat strategy."

"My divine body descended, although more powerful, it turns out to be weaker now?"

Xiao Yaomu felt very frustrated, unable to utilize even a fraction of his skills because his consciousness was utterly overwhelmed.

In battle, he was hit by an indescribable clash of incongruity.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, the Demon Tree executed a bizarre action, reaching the pinnacle of eeriness.

Xiao Yaomu screamed in horror, then started vomiting!

"Ugh... my divine body, out of control... urgh!"

He felt extremely uncomfortable, engaging with the Demon Tree, causing various physiological reactions to forcibly occur!

When the Demon Tree lifted its roots, he got goosebumps all over.

Just a glance at the Void Slash made him dizzy, seeing stars.

A terrifying roar came, Xiao Yaomu vomited directly, and even when he had nothing left to throw up, he coughed up blood!

Then, he developed a fever.

His immune system went haywire, spontaneously entering an immune storm, madly devouring beneficial cells inside him, so passionately it even ate his clothes.

Xiao Yaomu's skin twitched, cells boiled, like countless small mouths, starting to gnaw at himself.

Initially, higher-dimensional remote attacks were manageable; now, with the divine body descended, he faced a slew of horrifying effects directly.

The Demon Tree could provoke his body to manifest various issues, disrupting his nervous system.

His organs were all going haywire, every organ inside him in chaos! The immune storm was devouring and killing everything randomly! Everything went mad!

"What the hell is this insane slash!" Xiao Yaomu witnessed such terrifying sword skill for the first time.

Not the Sword Dancer going crazy but the cut person going mad, and not just mentally but physically hysterical.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

Suddenly, the Demon Tree's Poverty Alloy tendrils, lightning-fast, merged into a tangible Demon Blade entwined with a burst of Silver Tower Energy, hurriedly pierced through Xiao Yaomu's head.

"Argh!"

Xiao Yaomu screamed terribly, though the injury itself wasn't profound, his body faced a major issue.

Module after module activated involuntarily despite his unwillingness.

Hot Melt Field!

Whoosh! A divine-level Hot Melt Field blossomed, self-released disorderly by Xiao Yaomu's cells.

Now directly affecting himself, he combusted on the spot!

The Demon Tree couldn't refine the divine level, but he could refine himself...

Xiao Yaomu was seen being pierced by a massive blade, his whole body ablaze, countless cells forged into a throne.

At that moment, the Demon Tree truly felt to him like an Evil God!

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