Before long.
Scouts from every race who had observed the battlefield through exotic treasures withdrew one after another, preparing to relay the news to their clans.
Meanwhile, the battle between Xu Xing and the Willow Wraith Tree had reached a fever pitch.
Troublesome!
That was Xu Xing's only feeling right now.
That drop of wine the tree had obtained was exceedingly unusual.
Although its attacks were simple and lacked much killing power, when it erupted with full force, its regenerative ability and the toughness of its true body far surpassed the scope of the Nurturing Self realm.
Thus, aside from the effective damage dealt by the first sword strike of the ambush, the wounds he inflicted afterward did not even heal as fast as the tree recovered.
Most importantly, the tree seemed to have no regard for the future. Vast amounts of mixed and impure essence had accumulated within it for consumption, leaving its mana nearly inexhaustible...
Trying to wear it down... would be difficult as well!
But soon, a rich fragrance of wine spread for several miles around, causing every living being that smelled it to become uncontrollably intoxicated.
The Willow Wraith Tree's aura also visibly weakened, its recovery speed and hardness dropping by several levels at once!
That was right.
Even in battle, it could not control its production of Willow Wraith Wine.
This was the drawback of using external objects to transform one's spiritual essence while lacking a cultivation technique.
Unless a high-level cultivator specifically tailored a cultivation method to its circumstances, this problem could never be resolved.
An opportunity!
A sharp gleam flashed through Xu Xing's eyes as he focused solely on the wound he had created with his first strike and swung his sword.
"Despicable!"
The Willow Wraith Tree flew into a rage, yet there