Zyra Takes Human Form

Several young figures in crimson robes stood atop a hill more than ten kilometers away, gazing into the distance at the plain covered in green vines. The Xiao Family's unique Imperial Flame Clan Crest was embroidered on their robes—a blazing crimson-gold flame that stood out vividly beneath the dim sky.

From where they stood, the sight in the distance was simply too shocking.

The once boundless black plain had now been completely swallowed by a surging green ocean.

Countless thick vines twisted and stretched across the earth, weaving into an impenetrable net of death.

Those Stele Demons were like insects diving into a spiderweb, charging into the green sea one after another, only to be ensnared, pierced through, and drained dry by layers of vines in an instant. Even Seventh-Order Stele Demons had no power to resist those vines as thick as giant pythons.

From afar, the entire plain looked like a huge, silent devouring machine—quiet, cold, efficient, and utterly terrifying.

"What terrifying Spirit Plants..." one young man muttered. "That must be an Eighth-Order expert from the Dongfang Family, right?"

"Who besides the Dongfang Family could cultivate Spirit Plants to such a degree?" another person said, staring fixedly at the distant green ocean with admiration in his voice. "The Dongfang Family's Companion Spirit Plants truly live up to their reputation. Although their combat talent falls short of the other Holy Blood Families, the existence of Companion Spirit Plants more than makes up for that weakness."

"Still..." The first man frowned slightly, dissatisfaction in his voice. "This area seems closer to our Xiao Family's territory. Hasn't the Dongfang Family crossed the line a little?"

As soon as he said that, the others fell silent as well, their expressions turning subtle.

They were currently in the final sprint before the Secret Realm