Bearing humiliation and pain, Tree Granny retreated after having its roots severed.
It already understood that its ghostly tricks could do nothing to Wang Chen. No matter how unwilling it was, it could only shrink back into its thick shell and assume a stance of defending to the bitter end.
The Night Roaming Souls and Wood Slave Puppets besieging Wang Chen were all annihilated. Only a small number of Lantern Puppets fled into the barren graves and ruined tombs.
They no longer dared show themselves.
Wang Chen had terrified them all with his slaughter.
The deepest part of Chaos Burial Mound abruptly became utterly silent.
Cold, lonely moonlight fell across Wang Chen, seeming to drape him in a gauzy veil.
Having just ended a fierce battle, Wang Chen did not feel the slightest fatigue.
The pure spiritual energy from the Heavenly Net to Punish Evil was converting into Mana at an astonishing rate, replenishing his Dantian.
His condition swiftly returned to its peak.
What a fine treasure!
Joy surged through Wang Chen's heart. The evil-punishing net in his right hand silently transformed into a bracer.
It slipped back over his arm.
Holding the Autumn Water Magic Sword, Wang Chen approached the ancient tree.
The great tree had changed its appearance. Its trunk had grown at least three times thicker, and dense black vines wrapped around its surface in countless layers, thick and solid.
The outermost layer bulged with shield-like wooden armor, further increasing its defenses.
Wang Chen raised the Autumn Water Sword and hacked down hard.
Thud!
This high-grade Magic Sword cleaved through the thick wooden armor, its blade sinking half a foot deep before getting stuck.
But it was still far from completely piercing Tree Granny's defenses!
Wang Chen pulled out his Magic Sword.
The deep sword scar on