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Elder Teng's true form was a grass sinew vine, and his partner was from the Snow Wolf Clan. Grass sinew vines were extremely common in the Demon Realm. Their vines were exceptionally tough and carried a paralyzing effect, making them the primary material for ordinary protective armor. Ordinary blades and swords could not cut through his vines at all.

Song Zhizhi raised her eyes. With a slight movement of her feet, she dodged the vine shooting straight for her vital point.

Yet the vines Elder Teng spawned were not just one or two, but thousands upon thousands!

"You dared hurt my grandson! All of you, go die!" Both of Elder Teng's hands transformed into vines. His face twisted savagely as he continuously attacked Song Zhizhi, while Song Zhizhi merely kept evading without striking back, looking as though she had no strength to retaliate.

But upon closer inspection, one would discover that the distance between Song Zhizhi and Elder Teng was steadily closing. Finally, when they were close enough, Song Zhizhi made a turn and trapped Elder Teng between herself and the Venomtail Demon King.

Song Zhizhi raised the Vermilion Bird Sword in her hand. Red fire blazed across the blade, and beneath its glow, Song Zhizhi resembled a cold and merciless god of slaughter, holding the power of life and death in her hand.

Elder Teng stared at the flames on Song Zhizhi's sword, his pupils shrinking. "Phoenix True Fire!"

The sword rose and fell. With Song Zhizhi as the center and a radius of three meters around her, every vine within that range was crushed inch by inch by her Sword Qi. The flames on the blade clung to the broken ends of the vines, burning fiercer and fiercer.

Feeling the piercing pain of the flames scorching him, Elder