Huiming Is Here

Huiming turned to leave, but how could Liu Xiaolou allow it? In the blink of an eye, another bow appeared in his hand—the Flying Spirit Bow seized from Lu Yuanlang.

What Golden Core cultivator's artifact was simple? Though the Flying Spirit Bow was not especially powerful, only comparable to a mid Qi Refining cultivator's full-force strike, its marvel lay in the word "spirit." So long as the target was within the range of Spiritual Sense, once the arrow left the string, it could pursue the enemy on its own!

With a crack, the Flying Spirit Arrow struck Huiming squarely in the back, staggering her.

A mid Qi Refining cultivator's full-force strike was nothing to a late-stage Foundation Establishment expert. Huiming was not injured, but her fleeing momentum faltered. By the time she tried to exert herself again, it was already too late.

Seizing that moment, Han Gao's towering tree came crashing down headfirst, its enormous canopy sealing off every direction in which Huiming could flee.

Han Qianli's Fragrant Leaf Orchid Vine threaded through the gaps between the branches and tightly wrapped around Huiming's feet. This vine was not particularly tough; with a twist of her feet, Huiming broke free and snapped it apart. Yet the vine possessed boundless vitality—every time one vine was broken, two more grew in its place. Pinned beneath the towering tree, Huiming's movements were greatly restricted. Unable to stem the ceaseless growth of fresh vines, layer upon layer wrapped around her ankles, until she gradually could no longer break free.

Then Zhang Xiaojin's Ten Thousand Snake Staff followed close behind...

Next came Bo Buping's giant gourd...

This series of artifacts immediately battered Huiming senseless. Before she could react, a burly man charged into the battle, clamping her beneath his arms and squeezing until she could barely