Soul Land Reimagined: Rise of the Sword Immortals
Chapter 1717

The throne, the queen's disdain!

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Just then, another sudden change occurred.

A faint glimmer of green seeped without warning from a crack in the stone beneath Xiao Yi's feet, then began to flow-not growth, but the pure color of vitality spilling forth.

Dark green, lush emerald, pale yellow, golden brown... the essence of every plant upon the earth seemed to be drawn out and gathered in an instant, condensing into a surging ribbon of living color.

Its shifting hues carried the depth and splendor of an ancient rainforest.

At first, it was no more than a young vine as thick as a finger.

The next second!

Rumble-

Cracks in the bluestone burst open in every direction at once, and countless vine trunks as thick as pythons broke through their confinement.

They intertwined and knotted together like imprisoned dragons yearning for the clouds, breaking free of the earth's veins. Amid grating friction and showers of stone fragments, they shot skyward, piercing straight toward the dome.

A few breaths. Only a few breaths.

A towering vine whose main trunk required ten people to encircle it, its canopy broad enough to shade half the arena, stood there like a miracle.

The instant the giant vine took shape, Xiao Yi silently lifted the tip of her foot from the ground.

Her figure drifted downward in a graceful turn.

The air rushing past her lifted her purple hair, spreading it like a waterfall through the dappled light.

Her purple high heels had already settled quietly upon the crown of interwoven vines and leaves beneath the dome.

Not a sound. Not a speck of dust.

Looking down upon all living beings.

Seen up close now, four coarse bands of color wound unmistakably around that jade-green main

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