Before, Nalant and the others had been worried there were too many God-Slaying Green Vines; they had wished more than anything that there could be fewer of them.
But now, how Nalant wished even one or two God-Slaying Green Vines could have survived.
Yet the moment he rushed out of the tree hollow, Nalant's heart immediately went half cold.
Just as he had seen from inside the tree hollow, where in this prison space were there any God-Slaying Green Vines left now? Of those vast swathes of green vines from before, not a single one was still green. They had all turned completely gray.
Even the terrifying green vine that had once coiled around the towering giant tree had turned gray-white. The vines on the canopy hung down lifelessly, no longer giving off that spine-chilling feeling from before.
Nalant refused to give up. He immediately swept off in the direction they had originally come from when they reached this prison space.
Along the way, Nalant kept searching and scanning, but found nothing.
After traveling in a straight line for half an hour, Li Weisi did not continue onward.
Because the farther ahead he went, the fewer God-Slaying Green Vines there were. Even if he went on, it would probably be useless.
More importantly, if he truly wanted to reach the place where they had entered before, even if he flew in a perfectly straight line, it would still take a day or two.
By then, even the day lilies would be cold.
He immediately returned at top speed again.
Standing there, bang, bang, bang!
When Nalant returned once more to this prison space, he discovered that many of the vines hanging on the giant tree were falling.
Because these green vine branches had completely withered, they had already lost their