Laying Low, Awaiting the Storm

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King of Ten Thousand Demons' face turned slightly green, and the stiff, deadwood-like wrinkles on his forehead deepened further.

The corners of his mouth slowly stretched outward, forming a meaningful curve. His tone shifted, taking on a teasing note as he said,

"Little girl, your attribute clearly restrains me. Do you know why I still used Thousand Vines, Myriad Bindings to imprison you?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Guyi lowered the Holy Sword in her hand slightly, and a flicker of hesitation passed through her beautiful eyes.

Her brows knit gently as her gaze swept back and forth across King of Ten Thousand Demons' aged and sinister face.

Yet that bark-like, rough face held only a certainty chilling enough to run down her spine, as though everything had unfolded exactly as he had expected.

Seeing that she did not answer, King of Ten Thousand Demons continued on his own, his voice low and hoarse.

"You human Spirit Masters may have heard of my true form—the Demon Eye Demon Tree."

"I possess three major attributes, similar to the Ultimate Fire carried by your Martial Soul..."

"I too possess the attribute of boundless ultimate wood. Beyond that, I also have poison and spiritual attributes!"

His voice paused. A ghostly glimmer like phosphorus fire flashed through his eyes as he slowly added, "Little girl, have you... forgotten something?"

Ye Guyi swallowed, her gaze flickering as she rapidly recalled every detail of the battle just now.

Thousand Vines, Myriad Bindings... those vines, those spikes, that purplish-red viscous liquid—she had clearly evaded all of it.

There was not a scratch on her skin, nor any damage to her robes. She had kept every attack outside.

Yet there was no trace of deceit or guilty unease in King of