Nine-Headed Ancient Heavenly Snake

The pressure on the soul level vanished in an instant. Xiong Zhan, Zi Yan, and Qing Lin all let out long breaths, lingering fear written across their faces. The Soul Devouring Demonic Tree's attack just now had been far too strange and difficult to guard against.

Lin Ming drifted back down beside the three of them, his aura stable. He looked toward them and asked, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. My head's just still buzzing a little." Xiong Zhan shook his big head.

Zi Yan patted her little chest. "That damn tree was really annoying. More tiring than a fight!"

Qing Lin also shook her head lightly to show that she was fine. When she looked at Lin Ming, her gaze was filled with worship.

"Soul Devouring Demonic Trees usually only appear in extremely yin places, growing by devouring souls. For such a large stretch of them to appear here, it seems no small number of experts have fallen in this Corrosive Poison Mire. There might even be..."

Lin Ming's gaze turned deep as he looked toward the deeper reaches of the mire. The sky there seemed to be shrouded in an ominous layer of dark red.

After removing a major obstacle, the four of them did not dare linger for long and continued along their planned route.

When they passed the remains of the mother tree that had turned to ash, Lin Ming's gaze shifted slightly. From within the ashes, he drew out a crystal only the size of a pigeon egg, pitch-black all over yet shimmering with a strange soul luster.

"Soul Devouring Demonic Tree Heart Core? A rare soul-type material." With a murmur, Lin Ming put it away. Perhaps it would be useful for pill refining in the future.

After passing through the core dangerous area