Su Hao's sword strike reached as far as a thousand meters—the limit of this small-scale Art Method.
After clearing the area before him, he was not done. Su Hao swept out two more Swords of Dawn, felling every willow tree in all directions across three hundred and sixty degrees.
Since he was experimenting, he might as well do it thoroughly. Otherwise, how would he collect data?
In the blink of an eye, every willow tree within a thousand-meter radius of the team had been cut down.
A Xing muttered, "At that level of power, he's at least an advanced Source Mage!"
A Wang said, "The key is that A Yang became an official Source Mage less than a month ago. He hasn't even been certified as an elementary Source Mage yet."
"Th-this... is that really something a genius can achieve?"
"Could A Yang be a Trick Source Mage?"
"Now that you mention it, I think it's very possible."
"Gasp—"
Su Hao ignored his two teammates' shock. He merely stared intently at the felled willow trees, waiting for further changes while preparing for any sudden developments.
Very soon, the fallen willow trees began to change. Their previously drooping willow branches lifted upward, pointing at the sky and swaying from side to side like roadside weeds tossing in the wind.
Su Hao casually tossed out a Yellow Rat. The Yellow Rat struck the upright willow branches and triggered the disaster. Before long, it died with its abdomen completely empty.
Su Hao thought to himself, *It seems the willow trees are merely a vessel for the disaster, not the only one. Even without the willow trees, the disaster can still take shape through other means. In other words, whether this Willow Grove exists or not is irrelevant. To resolve the disaster, I must