Lu Chen did not slow down. He shot through the hole, instantly breaking free of the encirclement of vines below and hovering in midair.
Looking down, he saw the trees in that area seeming to come alive. Countless dark-green vines writhed wildly, weaving into a horrifying jungle that seemed poised to devour anyone who entered, accompanied by hair-raising rustling sounds.
Farther away, the forest seemed to have been roused from slumber, with more areas beginning to show signs of writhing vines.
"Can't stay in the air for long!" Lu Chen knew this forest was bizarre. The air was not necessarily safe, and it consumed even more true essence.
He fixed his gaze on an area to the northeast where the vines were relatively sparse and the trees tall. Concealing his aura, he descended, gliding silently like a fallen leaf. He landed amid the dense canopy of a giant tree, using its branches and leaves to hide himself.
He withdrew every trace of his aura. Even his heartbeat nearly stopped, as though he had turned into a lifeless stone.
Having lost their target, the vines below thrashed about frantically in search for a while before gradually settling down and returning to their deathly still appearance, wrapped around the trunks. Only the area scorched by the lightning net still bore blackened marks.
Hidden in the canopy, Lu Chen let out a faint breath.
Though the breakout just now had been brief, it had cost him quite a bit—especially the burst from the Wind God Wings and his repeated use of Lightning Magic.
The dangers of this Rebirth Forest were indeed no trifling matter. These Soul-Devouring Vines were not only highly aggressive; they also seemed to possess a certain collective awareness and sense of territory.
"Brute-forcing my way through won't work. I need