Douluo: Becoming a God from a Big Tree

In the Star Forest, there is lush vegetation, a clear blue sky and mist, and with the breeze blowing, you can see the mountains high and the water low, creating a scene of natural competition.

As a gathering place for spirit beasts, you can see all kinds of strange beasts chasing and jumping around each other, running and fighting for survival, or screaming and jumping for freedom.

This is the outermost part of the forest. Most of the spirit beasts living here are only a hundred years old. They are naturally very different from the big guys in the depths.

It is precisely for this reason that weak soul beasts are often killed by foreign soul masters. After all, not everyone with soul power can cultivate to the third ring or above.

No matter when and where, there are always the majority of mediocre people. Tiandou and Xingluo have hundreds of thousands of soul masters, [-]% of whom are below level [-].

And these rookie soul masters dare not go deep into the forest, so they can only extend their claws to these soul beasts that have not yet grown up.

Almost every day, hundreds of soul beasts are hunted and killed, becoming the soul rings of others amidst the shrill cries, and they can never be freed.

Whenever this happens, the soul master will smile proudly, dreaming of the day when he becomes a strong man. For them, the soul beast is just a consumable.

This is Douluo Continent, there is no morality, only human greed and power game...

It was another sunny day, and it was also a hunting and killing game. With bright red animal blood splashing everywhere, another soul ring was absorbed.

A group of soul masters left with joy, leaving only a clear stream stained red with blood.

Beside the gurgling water, the blue silver grass covering the ground swayed gently in the wind, stretching stubbornly and tenaciously.

This is one of the most common creatures in the forest, almost everywhere. They are not even soul beasts, they just retain a very weak trace of soul power in their bodies.

This ray of soul power needs to accumulate over a long period of time to give birth to spirituality. By chance, it may be able to develop self-awareness and become a real living being.

However, it is extremely difficult to achieve this, and for this reason, intelligent plant-based soul beasts are much rarer than animal-based soul beasts.

And in the center of the large blue silver grass, a century-old tree stood with roots and lush green leaves. The branches were thick and hard, reaching a height of more than ten meters.

A strong wind blew past, the dense branches and leaves rustled, and the branches not only swayed with the wind.

"The wind is so noisy today~"

A silent sigh came out, and the big tree actually lifted its branches like a human being, and used the staggered branches to comb the crown that was blown by the strong wind.

After finishing his hair, he shook his body and sighed again: "It's so boring to fight and kill like this every day."

I muttered something in my heart, and I couldn't help but reveal a bit of reminiscence...

His name is Ye Feng, and he comes from a distant blue planet. Due to an accident, he came to this continent and became a big tree that could not move.

Regardless of the wind, rain, scorching sun, ice and snow, I can only stand here for ten years, not to mention that I can't even move basicly, let alone transform.

It was naturally difficult to accept such a change, and for a period of time it was even close to collapse.

However, as time passed and he saw soul beasts and even humans dying in front of him, his heart gradually calmed down and he understood a truth.

The world doesn't care what you think, and it won't accommodate everyone's preferences. Whether it's life, old age, illness, or death, or joys and sorrows, it's unchoosable or even unavoidable.

Although he had become a carved tree inexplicably, at least his intelligence was still there, and he was already much better than those confused soul beasts. Since he couldn't change, he could only adapt.

After thinking about it, Ye Feng started his plan.

If you want to survive in this crisis-ridden world, the most important thing is the word "gou". Minimizing the sense of existence as much as possible is the way to settle down.

Before you have considerable strength, you still have to be more cautious.Once someone approaches, he will completely hide his aura and disguise himself as an ordinary tree.

In addition, the most important thing is to improve the strength. As an ordinary tree, its special skill is naturally the word "suck".

After all, most things rely on absorbing nutrients and water from the soil to survive, but his "absorption" is a little bit different...

The tall torso swayed, and the surrounding ground shook slightly.

As the rhizomes slowly exerted force, the bluesilver grass growing around them quickly dried up. In just one breath, most of the flowers and plants within a hundred meters withered.

At the same time, a series of ethereal voices sounded: "Cultivation years + 0.01, Cultivation years + 0.01, Cultivation years + 0.01, Cultivation years + 0.01..."

Perhaps it is the welfare of travelers, or it may be the compensation for experiencing countless winds and rains, but the big tree Ye Feng possesses a unique innate ability - "absorption".

To put it simply, it is to absorb the energy of other living things for one's own use, just like the method of absorbing stars.

Relying on this ability and the surrounding Blue Silver Grass, Ye Feng passed through the weakest period in his life.

I remember that when he first traveled through time, he was still a very fragile seedling. Not to mention catching prey, any spirit beast could crush him.

During that time, it relied on absorbing the weak soul power of the Blue Silver Grass and grew slowly.

Although every bit of energy is extremely important, Ye Feng never rushes to kill them all, but only absorbs about [-]% of the energy each time.

Bluesilver grass grows very fast. As long as you keep some seedlings, it will soon grow into a large area.

In this way, the cycle can be repeated like cutting leeks, continuously supplying soul power.

Relying on his precise sword skills, he finally survived the most difficult years. It only took 20 years for his cultivation to cross the threshold of a hundred years, and he was slightly better.

And before you know it, more than 200 years have passed.

After a long period of suffering and polishing, he is naturally different from what he used to be. Although he is still far from the real strong man, he finally has some ability to protect himself.

According to his estimation, his true soul power level should have reached more than a thousand years, which is almost the level of a soul master in the human world.

In the outermost part of the forest, there weren't many people who could hurt him.

But even so, Ye Feng did not relax at all. He knew that his biggest threat was not those soul beasts, but the soul masters who often broke in.

Based on his 20 years of experience as a human being, he knows that humans are very troublesome creatures.

Not only is he greedy and selfish, but he is also good at holding grudges. He beats the younger ones to the older ones, and the older ones to the older ones. He even gets so crazy that he can even carry the coffins of his ancestors, without any sense of martial ethics...