Breaking Form, Releasing Imprisonment Thought

After the Snow Monarch Blade pierced the brain-like object, it immediately began to shake violently. At the same time, the surrounding voices turned into piercing screams and hisses.

Chen Chuan could feel trembling and struggling force coming from the blade, but his grip remained perfectly steady, without the slightest movement.

At that moment, wisps of luminous mist drifted from the blade and wrapped around the entire brain-like object.

The surrounding sounds grew even louder, the waves of sound almost becoming tangible. It was not just the thing before him—the entire tree seemed to be trembling along with it.

He could see the heads curled within the branches changing color one by one. The light that had originally drifted from them was gradually fading, as if the brain-like object were drawing nourishment from them.

But it was useless. Chen Chuan stood like a reef amid the sea; no matter how those invisible waves and mental force battered against him, he did not shift in the slightest.

Those things were blocked as soon as they reached the perimeter of his Bio-Field. Combined with the milky-white mist enveloping him, it was as if a cocoon had formed around him.

As time passed, more nourishment was drawn from the trunk and branches. The tree trunk, once brimming with vitality, slowly shriveled and lost its luster. Its leaves and branches withered one after another, turning ash-white.

Chen Chuan's gaze remained fixed on the brain-like object. He sensed the life force within it gradually fading away. At the very end, it seemed to let out a human-like wail. The surrounding branches shook violently once more, and then all movement finally came to a halt.

He maintained his posture for a moment longer before slowly pulling the blade from the thing's nearly rotten shell. Then he sensed