"Fire Release: Great Fireball!"
After exchanging a blow with Lin Zhimu, Qin An swiftly pulled back. His hands flashed through seals faster than thunder could reach the ear, and a raging sea of fire poured from his mouth, blotting out the sky.
As though granted life, the sea of fire whirled through a full circle. Everything in its path, from fragile branches to massive, thickset Treefolk, instantly caught fire, sending billowing smoke skyward.
Faced with this sudden, ferocious assault, Lin Zhimu felt the pressure multiply and could only retreat step by step.
As a cultivator who primarily practiced wood-based cultivation methods, what he feared most was an attack from fire spells.
After all, once wood encountered flames, it was like dry, flammable kindling thrown into a roaring blaze-it ignited at a touch, utterly unable to resist.
Yet, as the saying went, meet soldiers with generals and floodwaters with earthen barriers.
Seeing the flames grow ever fiercer, Lin Zhimu refused to be outdone and immediately unleashed his signature technique: "Secret Art: Wood Dragon Water!"
His hands continually shifted through spell seals, and within moments, dozens of lifelike Wood Dragons rose into the air.
The Wood Dragons opened their jaws wide, spraying endless streams of crystal-clear water. The water poured down like a torrential rain, forcibly suppressing the raging flames.
The two sides remained deadlocked, with neither able to claim victory anytime soon.
Lin Zhimu formed seals with both hands, muttering incantations as powerful spiritual power surged endlessly from his body. It swiftly gathered in the surrounding air, forming streaks of green light.
Following his movements, countless thick branches burst from the ground like bamboo shoots after rain. They interlaced and coiled together, forming an enormous canopy.
At the same time, massive Treefolk appeared one after another, charging ferociously toward Qin