Wind Forgotten was willing to take the initiative and search the soul, but it was also well aware of the Tree Race's own shortcomings.
To be safe, it said, "I can bluff it first. Boss, you've sealed off its senses, right?"
"Mm," Qu Jianlei nodded.
Among the nine captives, aside from the Nascent Soul Locust, which had been placed under a restriction, he had casually sealed the six senses of the other eight.
Sealing the six senses was not difficult. Suppressing them with a higher realm was enough. But at the same cultivation level, sealing the six senses would require quite a few methods.
"Then it's simple," Wind Forgotten replied, brimming with confidence.
So Qu Jianlei hid inside Tree Hole and watched how the Tree Traitor would "bluff it."
Wind Forgotten first removed the locust's restriction, then released Nascent Soul Coercive Pressure and asked in a sinister voice, "Do you know me?"
Locusts survived by gnawing on the Tree Race, but the gap in realm was too great. The other party's aura was simply not something it could withstand.
"I..." In truth, the Foundation Establishment locust had not fully reacted yet. It had no idea what had happened.
A locust at this level of cultivation had not even fully awakened its spiritual intelligence.
It could sense that the other party was a big shot among the Tree Race, but so what? It was not its big shot!
The Foundation Establishment locust sent out a string of thought fluctuations with unclear meaning—at any rate, Qu Jianlei could not understand them.
But the Tree Traitor understood, and it got angry. "You don't know me? Then today I'll make sure you do!"
Several thick tree trunks lashed down, directly beating the Foundation Establishment locust half to death. "Do you know me now?"
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