"Bang!"
A dull boom suddenly rang out among the vinesprites. Severed limbs and broken sections flew in all directions as the enormous body of a vinesprite abruptly exploded, splattering flesh and blood across the ground.
The chunks of flesh shot outward, and as the mist swept over them, they immediately froze into hard blocks of ice.
Wu Rong, standing among the beast horde, showed no unusual expression in the face of the vinesprite whose body had suddenly shattered.
The instant the vinesprite's body broke apart, a spell was already launched. A massive cluster of rune energy suddenly shot out from the shattered body of the enormous vinesprite, then, driven by another spell streaking toward it, rapidly merged into a rune that was about to take shape.
The vinesprite's body exploding apart seemed to have been within Wu Rong's expectations from the beginning.
The Tengzhi Clan was an extraordinarily aloof group within the Aoteng Mountain Range. The Mahayana cultivators of the Aoteng Mountain Range throughout the ages had taken special care of them, allowing them to inhabit the regions richest in vegetation while strictly forbidding the other clans from invading the Tengzhi Clan.
The Tengzhi Clan had never participated in an Aoteng calamity of any level.
Although the Tengzhi Clan was favored by the Aoteng Mountain Range, over countless tens of thousands of years, not a single fully sapient being had been born among them. The highest cultivation they had reached was merely the Profound Tier peak, and not one Mahayana cultivator had ever emerged.
The Aoteng Mountain Range had treated the Tengzhi Clan kindly for countless years precisely so that the clan could pay the price now.
After a vinesprite had completely exhausted the energy within its body and exploded, Wu Rong waved his hand, and a reserve vinesprite immediately