The battle in the woods continued. After a prolonged struggle, the grass blades and vines showed no sign of letting up, but the other disciples, burdened by their injuries, gradually began to lose ground.
Su Jiu quelled the agitation in her heart and spread out her divine sense, even at the risk of being injured while distracted. Continuing like this was no solution. She had to find a way through. Perhaps there was something she had overlooked...
All along, she had relied too heavily on auras and her otherworldly eyes. Now, however, those two things clearly could not resolve the situation. It was time she tried a different approach.
Perhaps sensing the spread of Su Jiu's divine sense, the vines attacking her grew even denser.
Her ice-element area-of-effect arts could not freeze these vines, leaving them free to bare their fangs and claws as they attacked from every direction. Even with her nimble footwork, Su Jiu could hardly avoid injury while her attention was divided.
Soon, fresh wounds from their lashes appeared one after another on her face, hands, legs, and the side of her waist.
Judging by the bloody wounds, some so deep they exposed bone, the vines' attacks were far from weak. The damage they inflicted could almost rival that of a supreme spirit artifact.
What puzzled Su Jiu, however, was that although the vines struck her body, the wounds carried no trace of any aura.
It was as though she were merely an ordinary person facing an ordinary whip.
All manner of magic treasures flew back and forth through the air, weaving past one another as they swept through great swaths of the attacking plants. Even so, the Enforcement Hall's speed in clearing the vegetation still could not match its growth.
Deeper in the Jungle, all remained