Seeing vines surging toward him from every direction, Chen Hao was startled and swung his fists at them.
But there were simply too many vines. Two fists were no match for so many attackers, and after only a few exchanges, countless vines had bound his entire body, leaving him unable to move.
Chen Hao threw back his head and roared. Spiritual energy erupted around him in successive waves, but he could not break free of the vines.
CC, who had been hiding in a corner flirting with another dog, immediately raced out upon seeing Chen Hao in trouble.
With a few leaps, CC landed on Chen Hao's shoulder, then bared sharp teeth and claws and began tearing at the thick vines.
With the dragon-shaped beast claws that flashed into existence, the thick vines were no different from straw to CC, whose sharp paws shredded them frantically.
Seeing that it worked, Chen Hao laughed. "Good job, CC! Keep going!"
No sooner had Chen Hao finished speaking than the ground beneath his feet shuddered violently again. Dozens more vines burst out of the earth and closed in from every direction, binding all four of CC's limbs and wrapping the dog up like a mummy, unable to move.
Seeing both man and dog subdued, the utterly exhausted Sacred Hall secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As he stood up, he saw a large group of people from Nine Blades approaching from outside the Tower Stronghold. Leading them was an old woman over sixty.
At the sight of her, Sacred Hall was shocked. He hurried over and dropped to one knee. "Your Ladyship!"
This old woman was none other than the Saintess, the ruler of Nine Blades.
Although the Saintess looked old and frail, her eyes were exceptionally clear and piercing. No one dared