"No time to waste. If Zhao Qifeng really wants to capture me, he will definitely have other backup plans. We need to hurry," Lu Xiaotian said.
"Follow me." Lin Fang nodded and stretched out a hand to summon. The green vines clinging to the cliff face and trees rolled forward, transforming into streams of green-vine immortal artifacts that sank into Lin Fang's body.
"I haven't seen you for a while, Fellow Taoist Lin. Your strength has grown." Lu Xiaotian re-examined Lin Fang. Although he had placed restrictions on the green-vine immortal artifacts, it looked like Lin Fang's overall combat strength had risen instead of falling even without being able to fully unleash their power. To make such progress in so short a time meant Lin Fang's comprehension truly was quite good.
"I gained quite a bit from clashing with Fellow Taoist Dongfang previously. This tiny bit of improvement is not worth mentioning compared to Fellow Taoist Dongfang." Lin Fang shook his head, the two of them moving one after the other into the distance.
Boom. In the distance, the heavy water mountain range, which had been surging like liquid, burst open and turned into a sudden downpour. It was just that as those cyan heavy drops struck the ground and the trees, smoke continuously corroded from them, while ordinary demons wailed miserably one after another, a not-insignificant number of them perishing on the spot.
"Zhao Qifeng probably hasn't given up yet, so Fellow Taoist Dongfang should avoid attacking if possible." Lin Fang cupped his palm, and several green vines grew from the center of it. The vines twisted in the void for a moment, transforming in the blink of an eye into a huge canopy that covered the two of them beneath it. Heavy water showered down from the void,