Kangaroo Country, Northern Ridge.
This place is remote, with inconvenient transportation and sparse population.
The vast expanse of red soil, reflecting the red moon in the sky, turns everything in sight a crimson red.
A towering tree stands in the dense mangrove forest.
It is hundreds of meters tall, entirely red.
Its crown, like a giant, open umbrella, stretches out in all directions, layer upon layer.
The trunk is thick, with various shapes, crisscrossing, full of vibrant life.
Golden fruits hang from the branches, shimmering reddish in the moonlight.
The golden fruits slowly transform, gradually turning a blood-red color, emanating an eerie aura.
A man stands beneath the tree, gazing up at the giant tree with ecstatic joy.
He was tall and imposing, with a full head of blond hair slicked back, and appeared to be in his fifties.
This man was none other than Hannibal, the guild master of the "World Guild."
Standing behind Hannibal was a thin, pale-faced man with a sickly appearance.
This was none other than Jack, the second-in-command of the "World Guild."
"Congratulations, Guild Master. Under the blessing of the 'Red Moon,' the 'World Tree' has grown vigorously and will soon complete its evolution."
Hannibal smiled faintly, his eyes filled with joy.
"Heh, if it weren't for that idiot president, the 'World Tree' would probably have taken another hundred years to reach its current state."
"The president is brilliant, helping the president step by step to successfully activate the 'Demon God Ritual,' thus bringing us to fruition."
"The president is indeed foolish, but that kid from the Dragon Kingdom's strength has exceeded my expectations; he's a tough nut to crack."
"Don't worry, president, once the 'Golden Divine Gift' evolves into the 'Red Divine Fruit,' the world will surely belong to us."
"Hmm, Jack, is the 'Divine Concealment Array' all set up?"
"Yes, president, it will be completed in a few more days. Then, even the 'Demon God' won't be able to detect us."
"That's good."
Hannibal narrowed his eyes, thoughtful, and spoke softly.
"I heard someone is going to assassinate Joel?"
Jack was taken aback at first, then nodded silently.
"Yes, President, I just learned that the Tornado sisters wanted to kill Joel before the 'Disappearance Array' activated."
"Utterly foolish."
Hannibal's eyes were cold, his face grim.
"With the 'Demon God's Descent,' Yoel is doomed. And they actually want to assassinate him themselves? Absolutely absurd!"
"Sigh, the Tornado and Fubuki sisters admire Yoel the most. They just returned from a mission only to learn of his betrayal, so they..."
"Betraying the organization, they certainly deserve to die. But Yoel is no longer the same as before. Let's just consider the Tornado sisters dead and activate the 'Disappearance Array' as soon as possible. We don't need to wait for their return."
"Yes."
"It's better if Tornado and the others die outside. If they accidentally reveal their address to Fang Xian, then they'll have truly benefited someone else."
"Don't worry, President. Tornado and the others are professionally trained. Even if they die, they won't reveal our information."
"Hmm, may God bless them to die outside."
...
Dragon Kingdom, Yun Jing Villa.
Ran Qing held her phone, her steps light, her expression cold.
"Honey, Grandpa wants you to see the news."
Fang Xian took the phone from Ran Qing and pulled her into his arms.
Ran Qing nestled comfortably in Fang Xian's arms, her heart unmoved.
Fang Xian didn't stand on ceremony, extending his paw to savor Ran Qing's softness.
He opened his phone; the news report was about the recent events.
[According to incomplete statistics, incidents of rampant vegetation growth, animal aggression, and livestock attacks on humans have occurred across the country.]
[Experts analyze that this may be related to the "Red Moon" becoming even more crimson.]
[Experts urge everyone not to bring any living creatures, such as vegetation, livestock, or pets, when going to shelters.]
Fang Xian frowned slightly. So this was what the "world anomaly" mentioned in the "Demon God Ritual" meant.
Now it was clear that the "Red Moon" was affecting many creatures, but he didn't know what impact it would have on humans.
He looked at Ran Qing, whose usually aloof face was now slightly flushed, making her look alluring.
Fang Xian grinned mischievously. Whether she was a cold goddess who resisted matters of the heart or not, in his hands, she would obediently become "fish on a chopping block."
Just then, a thud sounded.
Fang Xian immediately stood up and looked towards the source of the sound.
A woman was lying in the living room. He rushed over.
The fact that someone could suddenly teleport to his house proved that the woman must possess the "teleportation command" given by Fang Xian.
Ran Qing quickly straightened her collar, slowly got up, and hurried over to check.
Fang Xian helped the woman up, and upon seeing her face, he was slightly startled. The woman was Tang Xiaowu's mother
—Mu Yunzhi.
Seeing her covered in blood, he knew something was wrong.
Fang Xian immediately used his "Exclusive Skill: All-Encompassing Ocean," summoning all the women who were out back.
The women were slightly taken aback, then realized who it was when they saw the familiar place.
"Honey, why did you summon me back? I haven't paid for the things I bought yet!"
Tang Xiaowu, carrying a bag of apples, turned around, her pupils shrinking as the apples scattered on the floor.
"Mom!"
She hurriedly knelt down to check on Mu Yunzhi's condition.
"Husband, what happened?"
Fang Xian shook his head slightly.
"I don't know either, Shuang'er, quickly heal her wounds."
"Okay."
Liu Shishuang quickly took out her staff and cast a "Healing Spell."
Warm light shone on Mu Yunzhi, slowly healing her wounds.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Yunzhi was completely healed.
She slightly opened her beautiful eyes, and Fang Xian came into view.
Mu Yunzhi hurriedly grabbed Fang Xian's hand, extremely excited.
"Fang Xian, quick, quickly save the Tang Clan, save Third Brother!"
Fang Xian looked at Mu Yunzhi's anxious face and grasped her slender hand in return.
"Okay."
He didn't ask any more questions and slowly stood up.
"Xiao Wu, take care of Auntie. I'll go see what's going on."
With that, Fang Xian used the "teleportation command" he had used to set the coordinates at the Tang Sect, instantly teleporting to the sect.
The moment he arrived at the Tang Sect, he was hit by the pungent stench of blood. Everywhere he looked, there were raging flames and corpses strewn across the ground.
Black gas floated in the air, emitting howls, screams, and laughter.
The Tang Sect was no longer the prestigious clan it once was; it was a scene of utter hell.
Fang Xian frowned and instantly flew into the sky.
Looking around, he saw ruins everywhere, and black gas swirling everywhere.
What exactly happened?