The Immortal Tree Novels & Stories

I did, and they continued chanting. “The one who had killed the immortals must be killed.” “Kill the immortal's murderer!!!!!!”

Elena needs to be born in a place of mortals, away from immortals, away from Wysteria. "Forgive me your majesty for what I'm going to do, but even if you're destined for her, you can't protect her from something that wants to kill Elena," Sicario whispered words he wanted to convey to the king of Valeria. His oration also began. The surroundings are lighting up and his power will start to come out. He performs one of the forbidden rituals, turning an immortal temporarily mortal. It can remove the smell of an immortal while living as a mortal on the surface world. He will stay away from the demons who are chasing the immortals who have no opponents.

'' Feel the magic within yourself and release '' the moment he did that a golden light emitted from his hand and the tree was frozen with gold . '' Hey what happened ?'' Noir asked . '' How did the tree got all frozen up ?'' asked Adam . '' I don't k-know '' Arthur replied . '' It must have been a fluke '' said Stella . '' Try again '' said Adam . '' Okay i will '' he replied . BUt after that no matter how many times he tried he failed . He tried and tried and it was near afternoon now . '' Stop for now '' said NOir . '' No i will try agian '' said Arthur. '' Take a break we are all going to get lunch '' said Adam . '' Good luck '' said Celia while leaving . '' I will stay '' said STella . A

"Well, I'm the only escaped soul. I'm not even a mere soul anymore, so there's that." Kat stared at her, unimpressed and mildly repulsed. Edeline noted this and laughed. "Jeez, tough crowd! Lighten up, honey. I used to be reliant on that medallion too, but then I grew this tree, made my own brew, and now I'm basically immortal." She raised her cup and pointed at the white tree in the middle of the greenhouse. "I made a drink out of its fruits. They're used for reincarnation, as a reward for the good souls. Evil souls can consume the fruit too, but they'll get eaten by white flames. I fed one to the man closest to my cell, and he became ashes before he could even swallow his first bite. He le

She panted, pressing her back against a large oak tree; its branches concealing her small frame as it shook with strain. “Where is the immortal girl?!” A passing creature growled, its eyes scanning the dense wood. “Find her! Darkous needs her back in the mansion!” Dorian snarled, stopping in front of the princess as he scanned the towering trees. Elika froze, placing a hand over her mouth as she held her breath. The tree attempted to sooth her with its words as the feral man took a step closer to the tree; his demonic yellow eyes passing over her. The minutes passed by painfully slow as he glared at the tree, his eyes seeming to pass through her. The tree laughed, almost causing the princess

Climbing up above the ancient battered tree, Diana replied, "Whatever, but stop calling me little mortal. I am certainly not one anymore." Little mortal was an old nickname, adapted no doubt from Diana into a more flowery affection. It was the tiniest hint that he was starting to break. Diana shivered with glee. “And why not?” Andrew added it as an afterthought. He climbed after her. "Why? Because I am not mortal anymore. May I remind you of that?" She had forgotten. In the midst of all this terror, she had turned herself cold. It seemed trivial in light of the world ending and everything. However, being immortal wasn't in her dream. Yet here she was climbing a stupid tree like a squirrel, g

Ahmet sent the crew led by Doom and the White Lion Atlas to Three Peaks Island to fetch the Black Emerald and asked Lillian to show him the way to the Eternal Tree. The crew separated and each went to his mission. The immortal tree was located in the middle of the island, but it was on the land of the elves. It was a giant tree, its roots extending to all four sides. This tree is the lifeline of the island and the god of the elves , Its roots are hard and cannot be cut, the tree is alive and a standing being that has its own consciousness, but it is not classified as a supreme being.

These primordial spiritual roots were nurtured by heaven and earth at the earliest inception of the world, boasting effects surpassing even celestial herbs. While celestial herbs benefited true immortals, spiritual roots had effects on royal celestials. Eliza managed a spiritual root known as the Saturna Peach Tree. It took nine thousand years to grow, nine thousand years to bloom, and another nine thousand to mature—which means that one had to wait a staggering thirty-six thousand years to enjoy a single Saturna Peach! Just a sip could extend a mortal's life by a millennium, while a practitioner who consumed it would instantly ascend to immortality. For true immortals, a single bite could e

It was an awe-inspiring sight, with its branches reaching up to the sky and its leaves shimmering in the sunlight. As they approached the Tree, a group of wolves appeared from the shadows of the forest. They were led by a strong and fierce alpha named Thorin, who demanded to know why the travelers had come to the Tree. Rorik and Lyra explained their quest, and Thorin listened intently. He was impressed by their bravery and determination, and he offered to help them in their search for the Tree's secrets. Together, Rorik, Lyra, the Mysterious Stranger, and Thorin and his pack delved deep into the Tree's secrets. They learned of the ancient magic that flowed through its roots and branches, and

Thomas smiled as he answered, “It is a simple but yet hard feat to achieve. First of all, we needed to locate where the lifeline of the ancient tree is. Then, we needed to reopen the lifeline in order to fill it with life essence from the earth again. As the life essence flowed into the ancient tree’s lifeline, the ancient tree regained its link to the earth itself. As long as Mother Earth exists, the ancient tree will continue existing!” Did that not mean that the ancient tree would be immortal? Although what he said was an exaggeration, it was not an issue for the ancient tree to live for another thousand years, since it had been treated by Thomas. “Ahem.” Pisces, being “sensible”, interru