Being handsome was a momentary thing.
Pain, on the other hand, lasted a very long time.
Although he had used several Sky-Dancing Talismans and Cloud-Climbing Talismans in succession, the Black Prison Battlefield's harsh Magic Power environment greatly weakened their effects. Several talismans burned to ashes in an instant; several others went out after only half burning, becoming completely useless; one Sky-Dancing Talisman even exploded the moment it was lit, with power comparable to a high-grade Explosion Talisman, startling Zheng Qing into breaking out in layers of cold sweat.
Fortunately, he was wealthy enough to pull out a fistful of talismans without batting an eye and waste them.
Even so, he still failed to land safely. As he neared the base of the city wall, several slender willow branches shot into the air and lashed him hard out of the sky.
When the young wizard grimaced and crawled up from the rubble-strewn ground, intending to dig some medicinal plasters from his bag and slap them onto himself, he suddenly felt the sky grow much cooler. The light cast by the two suns vanished in an instant.
The boy slowly raised his head.
Those active willow branches again.
The willow branches spreading from the Great Willow Tree at the breach in the outer fortress stretched across the entire Wedge-shaped Enclave like a green carpet. A single tree forming a forest—that was exactly the situation here.
Beneath the willow branches lay dense aerial roots, like pillar after pillar supporting this green ocean. Aside from the fallen Iceberg, the other three Great Demon Ships were all moored within that green sea.
Of course, it was unrealistic to expect these willow branches to be as selflessly beneficial as real seawater. They were the Hundred-armed Giant Kotos and the Great Willow Tree's tendrils reaching deep into