Shen Cang suddenly opened his eyes, locking onto the location where Little Taotie was hiding.

Little Taotie’s small head shrank back, hiding behind the elder, completely concealed.

Shen Cang frowned, "Why are you here?"

The elder continued to wear his smile, resembling a harmless smiling tiger, "Old classmate, I never imagined that upon our reunion, you would be so miserable."

Shen Cang looked down and found his situation extremely dire.

He reached out to break apart the vines, but those vines were like pythons, wrapping tighter and tighter, with no intention of letting him go.

He had already escaped the dream, making it difficult for the tree to absorb the power of his cultivation.

From the green leaves above, halos of light fell like little specks, resembling countless fireflies.

The points of light surrounded Shen Cang, attempting once again to pull him into the dream.

Taking advantage of its distraction while casting spells to bind Shen Cang, Hua Jinyan ordered the stick to launch a sneak attack. In midair, the stick grew larger, larger and larger again, becoming longer and wider than the trunk of the Cangtian Great Tree, finally crashing down hard.

The Cangtian Great Tree had developed intelligence, surpassing that of the stick, but at that moment it was fully engaged in dealing with Shen Cang and completely didn’t expect its own offshoot, the stick, to launch a sneak attack!

"Bastard!" came a roar, surprisingly from the Cangtian Great Tree.

An aged face appeared on the Cangtian Great Tree.

Everyone present was appalled, except for Little Taotie, who blinked his big eyes thoughtfully.

Little Taotie tilted his head in thought: Where have I seen this tree face before?

"Where have I seen it?" Little Taotie murmured.

Hua Jinyan approached her, puzzled, "What are you murmuring about?"

"I feel like I’ve seen this tree before, but I can’t remember for the moment."

"Basically, I’m always with you, whatever you’ve seen, I should have also seen, unless... it was in your dream."

Little Taotie slapped her forehead, "Right, it was in Qingqiu, it’s the big tree of Qingqiu!"

"Strange, wasn’t it cut down and burned by the War God? How could it be here?" Little Taotie’s mind was full of questions.

Hua Jinyan squinted his eyes.

Comparing the dream with reality, is it foretelling something?

"In the dream, was it cut down by the War God?" Hua Jinyan asked.

Little Taotie nodded.

With a summon, Hua Jinyan wielded the stick, "Then here, let me cut it down."

He couldn’t appear in the dream to protect the dreaming Little Taotie, every time the War God in the dream seemed to heroically protect her, then in reality, he must protect her himself.

With the stick in Hua Jinyan’s hand, guided by his thoughts, the Ruyi Stick transformed into a large axe.

The transparent barrier that no one could break, fell into Hua Jinyan’s hands like glass, one chop and it shattered.

Through the shattered transparent barrier, he reached Shen Cang’s side, severing the vines entangling Shen Cang, and finally ran toward the tree.

Shen Cang, barely recovering some strength, couldn’t stop him at all.

Spectators wanted to rush into the barrier to lend him a hand, but once he charged in, the barrier restored to its original state, without a single crack.

An axe chopping on the Cangtian Great Tree made the face of the old woman on the tree emit a scream. Alarmed by this young man rushing over, she was instantly frightened out of her three souls and six spirits.

"War..." Before she could utter the second word, the second axe chopped directly onto her face, blinding her eyes, from which green liquid flowed.