"You think you've escaped?" A trace of mockery curled the corner of Hua Wuyue's mouth. With a slight stir of her divine sense, the rocks spraying around Nine-Ren Mountain exploded. A dozen thick and thin flower vines suddenly appeared, striking from every direction at once, leaving Nine-Ren Mountain no room to maneuver or retreat.
In the end, he had lost by a single move. Nine-Ren Mountain sighed inwardly. His opponent's cultivation realm far surpassed his own; she was simply beyond his ability to contend with. Even joined by Scorpion Demon and Zhu Yuqing, whose strength was no less formidable, they still struggled to stand against Hua Wuyue.
Though trapped in a desperate predicament, Nine-Ren Mountain was startled but not panicked. A rash attack would only expose more openings.
Nine-Ren Mountain raised both hands, and a mountain shadow once again enveloped him. Within the mountain, golden sword shadows swirled around his body. The shadow grew steadily heavier and more solid.
Pupup. One flower vine after another clung to the mountain shadow, their fine roots burrowing between the rocks as they whipped at Nine-Ren Mountain.
The power of law around Nine-Ren Mountain spread without pause. The great mountain was repeatedly infiltrated and damaged, then reinforced again. This seemingly simple struggle was, in truth, a fundamental clash involving the power of law.
Cold sweat beaded on Nine-Ren Mountain's forehead. He had been on the back foot from start to finish, and now, trapped inside this cramped mountain, he had no chance of escaping. He could only wait for Ksitigarbha Twelve-Winged Scorpion Demon or Zhu Yuqing to make a breakthrough. If Hua Wuyue had to withdraw some of her power, then perhaps a sliver of opportunity would appear.
A moment later, Nine-Ren Mountain sensed that the flower vines burrowing into the mountain and attacking