Within the Purple Bamboo Forest, two groups were locked in a tense standoff, Dao rhythms boiling. Though neither side had made a move, the atmosphere had tightened to the extreme. All of them guarded the strange item, waiting for it to mature completely.
Through layers of dense forest, Wang Xuan saw that the glowing object was a 15-Colored Divine Staff. Layer upon layer of holy radiance blanketed the entire bamboo sea.
"Pfft!"
A string of scarlet blood blossoms erupted from the woods, mixed with splashes of white matter. The "Iron Wire Worm" had his head blasted apart by a great Dao-rhythm hand Wang Xuan conjured across the void.
"That old bastard's endurance is terrifyingly strong. But his offensive power is truly mediocre. Once I merge into this world, you'll meet no good end!"
Deep underground, one flower of the Dao Line Worm's Primordial Spirit fled away wrapped in essence blood.
Wang Xuan's gaze turned strange. He had actually sensed it, yet he had not stopped it. With the struggle for the 15-Colored Strange Bamboo imminent, he was leaving himself a "back door" in advance.
He charged into the bamboo sea in great strides and saw the truth. The so-called divine staff was a strange bamboo stalk, with fourteen complete segments. The fifteenth had only just emerged, growing only a little.
"15-Colored Strange Bamboo?!" Divine light burst from Wang Xuan's eyes.
It stood only as tall as a person. It had originally possessed many branches and dazzling leaves, but all of them had withered, fallen, and rotted away the moment they touched the ground.
The strange item's maturation was actually meant to leave behind a 15-Colored Bamboo Staff?
Wang Xuan was genuinely stunned. He deeply knew just how extraordinary this thing was.
He was no stranger to this kind of strange