The moment the sound returned, everything went back to normal.
The dilapidated courtyard, the abandoned old residence.
All that remained was the towering Ghost Bridegroom Flower and the dense, constantly writhing thorny vines.
Having suppressed themselves for so long, Mao Jing, Pan Ling, and Zhang Yuchen all raised their swords to cut down the bizarre plant.
They all let out furious roars.
"Die!"
"Break!"
"Demon tree!"
"..."
For a moment, the four of us sprang into action.
I brought my sword down in a heavy strike, intending to cleave through the main trunk of the Ghost Bridegroom Flower.
Yet the trunk was exceptionally hard. My sword only left a huge gash in it.
Scarlet liquid, like blood, seeped out with a sizzling sound.
Inside the two-meter-tall flower, the human face—
Kept letting out agonized cries of "Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The thorny vines dancing around us—
Had now gone mad as well, attacking us without pause.
Now that we could speak and chant incantations—
We no longer held back.
I raised my sword and was about to strike again.
Zhang Yuchen and Mao Jing each unleashed their own incantations.
"Azure Sky Talisman..."
"Divine Fire Incantation..."
With two booming blasts, the Azure Sky Talisman and Divine Fire Incantation erupted from either side.
The thorny vines attacking us were instantly blasted to pieces by the power of the talismans.
Pan Ling kept hacking at the remaining thorny vines as well.
I raised my sword and struck the trunk again.
It still did not break...
The towering Ghost Bridegroom Flower suddenly dove straight down, its human-faced pistil rushing toward me.
It opened its huge mouth, trying to bite me with the human face within its pistil.
Was this some kind of joke?
If I could not cut the trunk, then I would sever the