Every vine, every leaf, was covered in a faint purple glow, completely wrapping around Ning Xiaochuan and Zi Hanyan. Their wrists, necks, legs, and waists were bound within a dense tangle of vines.
The sky was filled with vines.
From afar, it looked as though a towering tree had sprung out of the ground from nowhere, extending thousands of branches!
And that "trunk" was the purple wooden staff in Feng Muweng's hand.
The reason Ning Xiaochuan had chosen to break through in Feng Muweng's direction was because he had thought Feng Muweng weaker than Situ Nanlie and the Princess Da Yue. Yet he had not expected Feng Muweng's cultivation to be so profound that he could casually summon vinewood as tough as steel.
No wonder he had dared to directly call Situ Nanlie by name. Though such a figure belonged to no clan, his cultivation was even more terrifying.
The martial body he had cultivated was likely the Five Elements Divine Body. He could control Wood Element Power, and had cultivated it to an utterly horrifying level.
Step Brings Forth Flowers, Raise Hand Turns to Vines.
"Heh heh! Boy, hand over the Ninth Grade Profound Weapon you possess, and this old man can grant you a quick death. At the same time, I can spare that little girl of the Zi Clan. That condition should be enough to satisfy you, shouldn't it?" Feng Muweng held his wooden staff and stood rooted to the ground. As the Martial Dao Essence Qi circulated within him, all the grass and trees around him began growing wildly.
"That will have to wait until you truly defeat me!"
Ning Xiaochuan's mind merged with the Demon Sword. Layer upon layer of faint blood light radiated from the surface of his skin, while a bright Heavenly Venerable