After saying that, I took out the Tiger-Patterned Iron Pestle.
After resting for some time, I had recovered a little of the Four Calamities energy within my body.
Though it was only a little, it should be enough to wield the two Dark Axes.
"Transform Hand into Weapon!"
The Witch Pattern Hand appeared, though it was still rather indistinct.
As I poured Witch Rune energy into it, the Dark Axe continuously condensed, forming a Tiger-Patterned Black Yue.
When Feng Shuang and the other Secret Bureau investigators saw the ritual artifact in my hand, looks of shock appeared on their faces.
"What kind of ritual artifact is that?"
"How sinister!"
"Enough nonsense. Focus on the fight."
Holding the Heaven-and-Earth One-Qi Gourd, Feng Shuang aimed it at the ghost tree before me and began to draw it in.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
The sinister baleful aura on the ghost tree was continuously absorbed, causing the tree to sway.
The vine ghosts attacking us were continuously sucked in, turning into black mist and vanishing.
Mao Jing was already ahead of me, charging forward to kill.
The remaining vine ghosts were all slain by Mao Jing.
I followed close behind, steadily approaching the Octagonal Well and the main trunk of the ghost tree.
The instant he neared the ghost tree, Mao Jing let out a low roar.
"Demon-Slaying Sword! Break!"
He brought his sword down.
With a bang, Mao Jing's strike was like chopping into an iron plate, causing no harm whatsoever to the ghost tree.
Black flames even sprang from the Seven-Star Peachwood Sword in his hand.
It could not harm the ghost tree at all, and Mao Jing himself was sent flying two meters back by the rebound...
Seeing this, I followed right after him, raising the Tiger-Patterned Black Yue in my hand