After observing for a while, Luo Yan still noticed nothing unusual.
Then, under Luo Yan's gaze, a drop of emerald-green blood squeezed out from between the brows of the woman beneath the Divine Vine. It contained a fragment of her soul, one of her principal souls, which could be called her Life Soul.
Life and death both lay within this tiny Life Soul.
The woman's life had now been placed entirely in his hands. Whether she was sincere, or what thoughts she harbored, Luo Yan disdained to probe. There was no need.
All confidence came from strength. It was always the foundation that let one act without fear.
"To think your true form was actually this towering Divine Vine!" Only now did Luo Yan realize why the woman was embedded in the Divine Vine. She was not human at all, but a Divine Vine herself.
Now Luo Yan finally understood where all the Spirit-Breathing Soil on the island had come from. A Divine Vine comparable to a Primordial Ancient Emperor had occupied this island. Even if the soil had originally been nothing but ordinary dirt, after more than a hundred thousand years of constant nourishment from the Divine Vine, it would naturally undergo earth-shaking changes and become Spirit-Breathing Soil, the favorite of spiritual plants throughout the world.
Breaking this formation was not actually difficult. It could imprison an Ancient Emperor-level figure within, but breaking it from outside was far less troublesome-effortless, even. The only problem was that once the formation broke, the primordial creatures sealed beneath the lake would immediately escape.
Under ordinary circumstances, no one would willingly take that risk.
But Luo Yan was different. His strength went far beyond that of a Great Emperor. The strongest of those creatures were merely Great Saints. How could they possibly oppose