Aiselandier's Past

The air froze to its limit in an instant!

Just as Lu Yuan's mind sank inward, his muscles taut, the Primal Energy in the meridians throughout his body surging like undercurrents, and he was about to activate Devil Form again, Aiselandier, hovering in midair opposite him, parted her red lips. Her voice was ethereal and detached as she slowly uttered four words.

"Grass Domain."

Buzz!

A faint emerald-green halo spread out from her graceful, alluring body as its center, instantly sweeping across ten thousand meters of heaven and earth.

A warm yet tyrannical power of grass and wood enveloped the West Wilds. The layers of earth trembled faintly, cracked, and heaved, while countless dense streams of life force gathered madly beneath the ground.

The next second!

Crack, rustle—!

Dense masses of thick, sturdy green vines burst from the soil with a crash!

Their main stems were as thick as water buckets, their branches crisscrossing in all directions. Their surfaces were covered in fine, resilient wood-grain patterns, wreathed in shimmering green light—overflowing with toughness, unmatched in their power to bind.

Countless vines seemed like living things with spirits of their own, locking precisely onto Lu Yuan's four limbs, waist, and neck. Their speed reached the extreme, and in an instant they coiled up around him, layer after layer binding him tight!

One loop, two loops, three loops!

They locked his body down hard, imprisoned his four limbs, and sealed off every channel through which Primal Energy flowed around him.

Lu Yuan's entire body went rigid. Every movement he had been gathering strength for was instantly jammed in place. The Demon Power inside him, just about to boil over and run rampant, was crushed down by the domain's rules, unable to be driven even the slightest bit.

He could not move. He