Watching those vines writhing as though they were alive, I felt a faint trace of evil in my heart. However, the urge to cut them apart vanished in the blink of an eye, because if I wanted to ultimately reach Qingmao, I still had to patiently wait for them to lend me a hand.
The vines moved incredibly fast. They were probably some kind of vines that had mutated after being parasitized, possessing an extremely powerful ability to expand and contract. That had given them strength, though naturally, such strength was pitifully weak compared to that of immortals.
I immediately followed the vines as they raced toward the depths of the forest sea. Before long, things were indeed much as I had guessed: the vines' target seemed to be the treetops above the forest sea. Above the already light-blocking, sun-obscuring dense forest, everything was as black as an abyss. In the Two Forms World, where the surroundings displayed only black and white ink-wash colors, it was truly difficult to tell whether the vast darkness had been caused by the vines or merely by the leaves blocking out the light.
That was why we had wandered around North Mountain for so long without realizing that we had missed Qingmao's nest.
Seeing that the vines were about to pull themselves up into the hundred-meter-high sky, I knew that flying was still impossible for me at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Before my body had completely transformed into a spiritual form, I could leap short distances and glide afterward, but flying was extremely difficult. After all, besides flesh and bones, my body also contained a considerable amount of water.
So I made my decision at once, grabbed one of the vines, and followed it straight up into the heavens.
Before long, after the vines