"You disturbed me. You must pay the price!"
In the blink of an eye, Lin Taichu was submerged.
But the next moment, its smile abruptly froze, replaced by fury and savagery.
After the blood seeped into the grass, the Dragon Scale Grass suddenly erupted with dazzling light, illuminating the entire forest.
"Buzz—"
At the same time, the ancient tree shook violently, and densely packed Runes appeared across its trunk.
It came alive. As though possessed of intelligence, it wildly whipped its branches, wrapping the gaunt figure within them.
"Not good!"
Lin Taichu shuddered in horror and tried to flee, but his feet had been severed. He could barely move and had no way to escape.
"Bang!"
The gaunt figure exploded, turning into dust that drifted through the air. Yet in the next instant, it gathered together and re-formed.
"Huff, huff!"
Lin Taichu panted heavily, his face as pale as paper and his eyes filled with shock.
Though that gaunt figure had been powerful, it had still been devoured by the Dragon Scale Grass.
"What kind of spiritual medicine is this? How can it be so terrifying?" Lin Taichu was utterly stunned.
He could clearly feel the injuries within his body rapidly healing, while his cultivation faintly improved by a trace.
What shocked him even more was that the Dragon Scale Grass could truly devour demonic and evil beings to strengthen itself.
"Roar!"
At that moment, the Dragon Scale Grass let out a soft cry, radiating a tender glow.
Then dozens of vines shot outward like arrows piercing the air, flying toward Lin Taichu.
"Hmph!"
Lin Taichu snorted coldly and slammed his palm into the ground, instantly raising clouds of dust.
"Crackle!"
The next moment, dust filled the air as lightning intertwined.
Lin Taichu activated the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder Art.