Countless branches thrust toward the firmament, like surging torrents, vast and turbulent.
Amid the roiling, surging waves, shades of deep and pale green rushed and roared like thunderous breakers, carrying the sound of wind and thunder as they swept across ten thousand miles, then surged back upward!
Yet everything that drew near the pupil in the sky vanished in the blink of an eye, like bursting bubbles, turning to ashes that scattered over the earth.
Amid the desolate howl of the long wind, a vast black snowstorm seemed to fall, spilling across all of Ci Province in an instant.
The azure firmament stretched far overhead. The pupil above opened wider and wider, and the enormous root cocoon wrapped around Pei Ling withered inch by inch, splitting and breaking apart.
Countless remnants plunged down like rain, revealing Pei Ling's figure.
His black robe fluttered in the wind. The Nine Souls Blade, wrapped in thick blood and baleful intent, floated at his side, its entire form seething with ferocity as it guarded him.
Pei Ling formed a magic seal with one hand while covering his right eye with the other.
The enormous tree had grown ever more withered and shriveled. Cracks multiplied across it at astonishing speed as its vitality drained away. Its leaves and branches withered, and beneath the firm gaze of the eye in the sky, it was already on the brink of death!
To prevent any unforeseen changes, Pei Ling focused his thoughts. The Nine Souls Blade rose into the air, its edge gleaming like snow and its momentum surging like a rainbow, then slashed viciously at the enormous tree.
The long blade's bloodlight pierced the heavens, its chilling intent illuminating half the sky like a sea of blood.
Shhk!
The Nine Souls Blade sank straight into the tree's