The flames spread rapidly, and would soon reach the upper half of the Blood Tree. Wen Jing and Wei Dengke were caught by the Blood Tree's branches and struggled constantly, but their struggle was utterly pointless. Wen Jing, who was hanging upside down, was in an especially bad state. Her hair had already begun to curl from the heat of the flames.
Mo Li held his rifle and held his breath, trying to steady his hands as much as possible. At that moment, his concentration was at its peak. All the surrounding scenery blurred in his eyes, while the Blood Tree, his target, became incomparably clear. The hole in the trunk that he was aiming at also slowly grew larger.
When the swaying trunk reached a certain angle, the semi-automatic rifle's sights briefly aligned with the hole, and Mo Li pulled the trigger.
With three crisp gunshots, three bullets screamed through the air and struck the crystal inside the Blood Tree with pinpoint accuracy. Mo Li did not lower his rifle. Instead, he maintained his aim and waited for the crystal's reaction after being hit by the bullets. If the bullets failed to shatter it, he would have to fire a few more shots.
Crack~ Crack crack~! The sound of shattering came from inside the Blood Tree's trunk. The Blood Color Light on the crystal began flashing rapidly, and as it flickered, the cracks continued to spread. Finally, the Blood Color Light vanished completely. Almost at the exact same moment, the swaying Blood Tree stopped moving, and the branches wrapped around Wen Jing and Wei Dengke released them.
Wen Jing and Wei Dengke crashed to the ground. Wei Dengke was relatively fine, but Wen Jing was in a much worse state. She had been hanging upside down, and although she