Shen Yun's black silk glove had also been completely covered by the Rootless Wood's Green Branches and red flowers.
Clusters of black flames burned incessantly.
Yet amid those flames, the Green Branches and red flowers looked even more vibrant, fearing nothing in existence.
Shen Yun was shocked.
His Soul-Devouring Hand specifically targeted spirit bodies and monstrous souls. Ordinarily, once he used it, it never failed.
It had even defeated souls stronger than the strange soul within the Rootless Wood.
That was why Shen Yun had brought out the Soul-Devouring Hand to deal with the Rootless Wood right from the start.
But he had never expected that, although the spirit within the Rootless Wood was weaker than the souls he had faced before, it would be exceptionally troublesome.
Moreover, seeing signs that the black flames were being devoured bit by bit filled Shen Yun with indescribable horror.
This Rootless Wood, a divine wood symbolizing unending life, could actually devour Netherworld Ghostfire to strengthen its own energy.
Indeed, the power attached to Shen Yun's Soul-Devouring Hand was Netherworld Ghostfire, an unparalleled force from the depths of Heavenly Mountain. To this day, no one had truly understood its origins.
Nor would it submit to anything. The only reason the Soul-Devouring Hand contained Netherworld Ghostfire was that a mysterious power had temporarily sealed it inside.
Once a certain time came, it would break through that seal and regain its freedom.
And the way it gained strength was by endlessly devouring other powers.
It had simply never expected that one day, the devourer would itself be devoured.
This time, the Netherworld Ghostfire had encountered the Rootless Wood.
Shen Yun naturally had absolute faith in the Soul-Devouring Hand's capabilities, but seeing more and more Green Branches and red flowers suppressing the black flames, he knew things