"That's right. Nine-Headed Insect transformed into an enormous blood-red bird. His powers seemed formidable," Shen Luo said, drawing a deep breath.
"That's Nine-Headed Insect's demon form!" Ba Serpent blurted out.
"Demon form?" Shen Luo was taken aback.
"At this point, there's no reason to hide it from you. Nine-Headed Insect is a descendant of the Elder Ghost Chariot, with an extraordinary bloodline. He has three forms for fighting: human form, demon form, and true form. Every transformation consumes an immense amount of energy, but his strength also undergoes an earth-shaking change. In demon form, his offensive power skyrockets. Hurry and put everything into breaking the restriction! I'm afraid this yellow cloud restriction won't withstand his next attack," Ba Serpent said urgently.
The Grand Elder and the others were alarmed and hastily accelerated their spellcasting.
Shen Luo's expression darkened as well, but he immediately regained his composure, his lips moving slightly.
Nine-Headed Insect spread his wings, preparing to pounce on the yellow clouds overhead.
Just then, the Ginkgo Divine Tree not far behind him suddenly blazed with green light. The ground beneath Nine-Headed Insect and the others trembled, and countless tree trunks and vines surged out of it, turning the space below into a lush forest in the blink of an eye.
Countless trunks and vines instantly entangled Nine-Headed Insect. Even the ordinary vines were as hard as refined iron, let alone the enormous trees several or even dozens of zhang thick. His body, transformed into demon form, was instantly immobilized.
The Blood Sarira poised to strike was also trapped in a great net formed by dozens of giant trees, like a little bird caught in a cage.
As for Lianshan, Guizang, and the other demon soldiers, the myriad trees imprisoned them without giving them the slightest chance to resist.