Feng Shuang could no longer hold on and wanted to leave this place as quickly as possible.
But there was no time to respond to him now.
I took out the Black Lotus Vajra Pestle and began activating the Black Lotus Seal, preparing to use this ritual implement of the Black Monks.
In the distance, the Nine Corpse Daoist, sheltered beneath the ghost tree, let out a strange "hehehe" laugh as he watched all of us in our miserable state.
"Do you think you can get away? Today, all of you will die here. That axe of yours, and your body too, will belong to me! Hahaha, hahaha..."
The Nine Corpse Daoist began laughing excitedly again.
Given the current situation, we truly had nowhere left to go. Beneath this ghost tree, we could not hold out.
It was not because the ghost tree's attacks were too powerful, but because its defenses were impossible to overcome. It simply could not be cut down.
And it kept attacking. At this rate, it could wear us to death even through sheer attrition.
But by then, I had already gripped the Black Lotus Vajra Pestle tightly, its runes flickering.
Mao Jing cleaved apart several vicious ghosts blocking the way, cutting through several vines and roots.
I clenched the Vajra Pestle and charged straight at the ghost tree.
When the ghost tree saw me rushing toward it, its trunk trembled. A huge gaping mouth instantly manifested on its trunk.
It was filled with sharp teeth, and inside that enormous mouth were densely packed human heads.
All those heads stared at me with their black eyes. Seeing me charge over with the Vajra Pestle, they let out howls of "Aooo! Aooo!" so piercing they could shatter eardrums, making everyone sick to the stomach.
At the same