Standing suspended in midair, Qin Fengming surveyed the area around him. His previously calm expression instantly turned extremely grim.
He of course knew what a wood spirit was.
The ancient texts said that all things in heaven and earth possessed spirituality. As long as the opportunity arose, anything could develop intelligence and cultivate successfully. Even an inconspicuous stubborn stone might undergo a mutation after years of basking in the essence of the moon and the radiance of the sun, develop intelligence, and transform into something of various forms.
The fire spirits within the Spirit Devouring Netherflame in Qin Fengming's body could be said to be the products of various flames in the world condensing spiritual consciousness and becoming spirits.
And at this moment, the countless trees in the surrounding mountains and rivers, shaking their enormous crowns with all their might, were undoubtedly wood spirits possessing a pure Wood attribute.
Although these wood spirits had not yet transformed into physical forms, the state manifested by the towering trees was exactly as described in the ancient texts.
The towering crowns shook violently, like tens of thousands of tentacles reaching toward the sky.
It was as if there were a bottomless pit in that area, capable of swallowing the towering tree spirits all around.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!~~~" Just as everyone was greatly bewildered, a succession of sounds slicing through the air suddenly rang out from all directions beneath their feet.
Strands of emerald vines as thick as arms, like long, slender spirit snakes, shot out without warning from the valleys below, which were covered by towering trees.
The vines moved so quickly that they were not the least bit slower than cultivators driving their magic treasures with all their strength.
"Let us combine our strength at once and fight our way out of this