Before his words had even fallen, a sudden change erupted—a great tree abruptly came alive.
Leaves fell like rain, transforming into green blades of light a foot or so long. With loud shrieks of tearing air, they shot toward an empty spot on the left.
Pfft!
A muffled sound reached his ears. In the clear, azure sky, a dense mass of Yin Energy appeared without the slightest warning. With a slight twist, it actually transformed into a green-faced, fang-baring Ghost Face.
The Ghost Face's features were filled with fury. It opened its bloody maw wide and, without another word, spat out countless blood-red balls of light the size of chicken eggs.
Baleful energy swept across them, and on the surfaces of those blood-red balls of light, vivid Ghost Faces actually appeared one after another.
Some were angry, some delighted, each expression different from the last.
A hair-raising power of laws spread out, and then a chorus of pfft pfft sounds burst forth as those balls of light slammed fiercely into the dark-green light blades.
Spiritual light flared brightly. The blood-red balls of light soon gained the upper hand, and after wiping out all the light blades, they vanished in a flash, crashing down toward the vibrant forest below.
That was precisely where the spiritual energy was most concentrated.
Venerable Heaven-Fat's enormous figure also appeared in the void.
His face was filled with solemnity!
The spell just now was not something he could use lightly.
Not only would it consume a great deal of his Life Origin Qi, afterward it might even draw down Heavenly Tribulation.
It was a life-preserving secret art he would absolutely never be willing to use unless there were no other choice.
Yet at this moment, he could no longer care.
The enemy was far stronger than