Xu Taiping jumped in fright.
Although he had long known that this Jade Bone Grass was no ordinary plant, its abnormal reaction now, and its act of conveying its emotions to him, still gave him a fright.
But how am I supposed to help you?
After composing himself, Xu Taiping asked inwardly.
At these words, every stalk of Jade Bone Grass suddenly straightened in unison, twisting its leaves and stems toward the Blood Pool once more.
Beyond that, there was no reaction.
What does this mean?
Xu Taiping was somewhat bewildered.
Little did he know that the Jade Bone Grass actually had no consciousness of its own, retaining only a trace of instinct inherited from Ancient Times.
Clang-!
But just then, A Meng, who had stood beside the Blood Pool for a long time, suddenly sent forth his Life-Bound Flying Sword, Withered Wood.
Withered Wood did not fly fast, but like the Ocean Sword Qi A Meng cultivated, every inch it advanced brought its opponent the crushing pressure of a tsunami crashing down.
Bang! Bang, bang, bang, bang...
In mere moments, the Thousand-Armed Asura's thousand arms had struck out in succession.
He looked as though he were facing a formidable enemy.
One sword and a thousand arms confronted each other silently.
And whenever Withered Wood advanced ten or twenty feet, several of the Thousand-Armed Asura's arms burst apart.
But that was all. A Meng seemed in no hurry to have Withered Wood crush the Thousand-Armed Asura, instead continuing to advance step by step.
Is Senior A Meng using this Demon Weapon to build up his sword intent?
After a little thought, Xu Taiping murmured inwardly.
Whatever else, he had studied the sword for three years, and could still discern such an obvious intention on Senior A Meng's part.
"With this