In a stretch of crimson forest, red trees over three hundred meters tall stood everywhere as far as the eye could see. The fallen leaves on the ground were over a foot thick, while the trees' broad leaves and luxuriant branches allowed only a scant few rays of sunlight to drift into the woods. The forest was dim and damp, utterly silent.
Beneath a towering tree grew a white lingzhi mushroom the size of a millstone, exuding a rich, exotic fragrance.
A fair-faced Red Robe Youth wielded five gleaming red flying daggers, hacking at the incoming green vines.
The red flying daggers struck the green vines, producing a series of dull metallic clangs.
A fierce wind rose as over a hundred green vines burst from the earth, whipping toward the Red Robe Youth with howling force. Their surfaces were covered in sharp green thorns, each vine as thick as a bowl's rim. If one struck him, he would be crippled even if it did not kill him.
The Red Robe Youth frowned and produced a red scroll. After countless red lights lit up across its surface, dozens of scarlet Fire Crows, each about a foot long, flew out from within. Flapping their wings, they swooped toward the green vines.
A chain of deafening explosions rang out. The moment the scarlet Fire Crows slammed into the green vines, the vines were burned away without even ashes left behind.
The Red Robe Youth's gaze turned cold. He took out a red longbow, drew it, and nocked four gleaming red arrows, aiming them at a towering tree.
Several shrill, piercing whistles rang out. The four red arrows shot forth, transforming into four red streaks of light as they flew straight toward the towering tree.
Countless green vines burst from the ground, swiftly weaving