This place was beautiful!
The grass and trees were emerald-green like jade, the sky brilliant as cascading splendor.
Willows hung by the lakeside, swaying with the wind.
Maples stood amid the mountains and forests, their red leaves fluttering proudly.
The scenery alone was too beautiful to take in, leaving one's heart open and refreshed.
It was just that, every now and then, terrifying plants lay in ambush. As their branches and leaves whipped about, flesh and blood flew apart, and screams rang without end.
For instance, Li Su had just seized an immortal herb whose roots resembled ginseng, whose fruit was red, and whose leaves looked like maple leaves. It had waved those leaves as swords in an attempt to kill him.
This thing was exceptionally savage.
In an instant, it had used several dozen maple leaves on its body to slash Li Su eighty-eight times. Its swordsmanship was remarkably profound, utterly soundless. Special patterns ran through its sword moves, drawing upon the rules as it sought to mince him into meat paste and savor him at leisure.
Fortunately, Li Su's reactions were astonishing, and his divine sense was unusual. He detected the anomaly and evaded the ambush. Otherwise, even with his formidable body, he would have been bleeding and cut open.
After shattering the maple leaves and pulling it up by the roots, he could not help examining it. He discovered that this thing did not possess a complete consciousness. Its attack on him had been almost instinctual—a hazy fragment of memory had formed a mechanism. It was not a true living creature.
Having reached that conclusion, Li Su made short work of chewing up the immortal herb and swallowing it.
Vigorous life force erupted within him. The spiritual energy inside was astonishing, nearly materialized, like divine nectar fermented