Rise of the Peerless God of War

Chapter 18

The ground didn't just tremble—it convulsed like a living thing in pain.

A massive sakura tree burst from the earth directly in front of them, its trunk wider than a house and its branches reaching toward the sky like grasping fingers. But this wasn't like the other trees in the valley. This one was ancient beyond measure, scarred by centuries of battle, and radiating power that made the air itself scream.

The apex predator. The guardian of guardians.

The thing that's been sleeping under the valley for three hundred years.

And we just woke it up.

The tree was the size of a building, its bark black as midnight and carved with symbols that hurt to look at directly. Its branches moved with obvious intelligence, and its blossoms fell like snow—except each petal was sharp as a razor and moving with deadly purpose.

This is what War God Tianlong left to guard his tomb.

This is what's been waiting for someone worthy to challenge it.

Or someone stupid enough to try.

"What the hell is that thin