The resting people jolted awake. The Battle Gods instinctively pulled stone spears from their storage spaces, while the World Gods scattered in panic, seeking the Battle Gods' protection.
"What is that?"
Under the glow of the campfire, a figure more than ten meters tall rose from the ground.
"Heavens, it's the Rootless Cold Sparrow!!"
"What? The Rootless Cold Sparrow?"
In the middle of the tribe stood a colossal figure over ten meters tall, deeply rooted in the soil. Looking closely, it was shockingly a gigantic blade of grass—grass with only three leaves!
The giant grass's roots spread swiftly through the earth. Wherever they passed, it was as though snakes were slithering beneath the soil.
Some fleeing World Gods were pierced through before they could even react, stabbed by sharp roots that suddenly burst from the ground. Then, red light flashed along the roots. In less than half a breath, the World Gods who had just been screaming in terror were sucked dry into mummified corpses!
The Battle Gods who had come to their senses charged forward despite themselves. Several stone spears shot toward the Rootless Cold Sparrow from different directions, the divine-power-gleaming weapons plunging viciously into its grass stem.
The Rootless Cold Sparrow's three leaves shook violently, then stretched out like human arms in an instant and swept across with savage force.
Before the Battle Gods could pull out their spears and retreat, they were sent flying by the leaves. Several were pierced clean through by sharp roots erupting from the earth before they even hit the ground, turning into dried corpses in the blink of an eye.
Bang... With a tremendous crash, Jiang Feng's thatched hut was smashed open.
Jiang Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged and resting to recover his divine power, immediately opened his eyes. What met