With no danger appearing, the five transformed cultivators of the Vine Demon clan captured by Qin Fengming stood there, all wearing the same vacant expression.
Jun Yun, encased in the enormous ice crystal, remained safely frozen inside.
The Vine Demons all around roared, and the enormous vines thrashed violently, appearing extremely savage. Heaven and Earth were dim, hurricanes howled, and under the chaotic Heaven and Earth energy sweeping through everything, any living creature caught within it suffered unbearable torment.
In such an environment, even without fighting, the cultivators within would inevitably expend vast amounts of magic power and divine soul energy.
The frenzied beasts merely prowled and fought one another in the distance. They did not approach Commander Wanyuan and Fairy Ying Yi.
It was as if a tough, transparent barrier stood before the Vine Beast horde, firmly blocking its advance.
Ever since Qin Fengming had vanished into the horde with Jun Lan, he had not returned.
There was simply no way to count how many Vine Beasts filled this region. As for its exact boundaries, no one could clearly investigate them with divine sense.
At first, Wanyuan was still worried. But as time slowly passed, he finally became certain that those Vine Beasts, though lacking high intelligence, were extremely disciplined. Without an intelligent Vine Demon leading them, they would not advance to attack.
As for his concern over Qin Fengming, that too gradually eased as time passed.
Wanyuan sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes, no longer paying attention to the Vine Beast horde around him.
Time slowly passed—one day, two days, three days...
Soon, eight days had gone by. The winds howled all around, and amid the chaotic Heaven and Earth energy sweeping through the area, the roars of the beasts never ceased.
Yet as time