With three Ink Spirit Fruits in hand, Qin He tossed them into his mouth and chewed them up. Another delicious treat.
Seeing that the Horned Demon Snake would still need some time to burn away, Qin He turned his gaze toward the cliff above.
There were not only scattered Ink Spirit Fruits there, but also scattered crimson eyes.
But since even the Horned Demon Snake was smoking now, whatever ferocious creatures came down from above would merely be keeping it company.
With that in mind, Qin He observed the Gale Wind. When a gust subsided and drew to a close, he flicked out a blast of vital energy straight at the cliff, striking the trunk of a Demon Spirit Fruit Tree.
The trunk shuddered, and the six ripe Ink Spirit Fruits hanging from it immediately fell.
Qin He reached out and caught all six Ink Spirit Fruits in his hand.
At the same time, more than a dozen streaks of green light followed close behind the Ink Spirit Fruits, diving toward Qin He.
Qin He narrowed his eyes. Just as the green streaks were about to descend, a faint gleam flashed beneath his feet, and he vanished from where he stood with an Earth Escape.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft~~"
The green streaks descended overhead and instantly burst apart, turning into a sheet of green liquid that poured down and covered an area spanning more than ten zhang.
An ordinary cultivator would have had an eight- or nine-in-ten chance of failing to escape the range of that green deluge.
Something terrifying happened. The instant the green liquid touched the ground, black smoke rose with a "sizzle." The soil was corroded away at a visible rate, and its penetrating power was immense. Even bones, weapon fragments, and armor shards that the Horned Demon