He felt as though he had fallen into a living, hostile maze. All around him were writhing Blue Silver Vines and waving wooden giant hands, and he could not locate Fu Shiyan's true body at all.
Even his Soul Power perception was severely disrupted within this Forest Domain.
"Fifth Soul Skill! Magic Scorpion Poison Mist Explosion!"
Feng Erla did not dare let his guard down. His fifth Spirit Ring lit up, and a massive cloud of purple-black poisonous mist spewed from his scorpion tail, attempting to corrode the surrounding Blue Silver trees and vines.
However, bolstered by the Life Domain, those dark-blue Blue Silver plants possessed an unimaginable resistance to poison. A faint shimmer merely rippled across their surfaces, dispersing most of the poisonous mist, while the remainder could hardly inflict any effective damage.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The sound of air tearing rang out as several sharp Blue Silver wooden spikes shot toward him from different angles with tremendous force.
Feng Erla swung his scorpion pincers to block them, but the impacts left his arms numb.
Then, even more attacks followed in quick succession—giant hands slamming down, vines coiling around him, spikes erupting from the ground... They came from every direction without end, as though the entire forest had turned against him!
Feng Erla struggled to fend them off, and several wounds soon appeared across his body.
Alarm filled his heart. His opponent's attacks were relentless, their Soul Power seemingly inexhaustible. Even more terrifying was that absolute control over the battlefield!
"This can't go on!"
Feng Erla gritted his teeth, a vicious glint flashing through his eyes. "Seventh Soul Skill! Martial Soul Avatar!"
Boom!
His entire body transformed into a purple-black giant Demon Scorpion over ten meters tall. His aura surged, the dark-blue light on his scorpion tail becoming blinding