"They're trying to escape!"
At the center of the spirit field, Wu Zheng looked up at the curled-branch wooden swords shattering one after another and instinctively shouted.
The situation overhead was already perfectly clear.
Tens of thousands of Curled-Branch Swords had completely hemmed in the three Tai Sui Gate Fiends, and that impenetrable pocket of independent space was already on the verge of collapse.
The fiend who kept shattering the Curled-Branch Swords was clearly struggling to hold on. He had no option left but to flee!
"Trying to escape?"
Lin Mo narrowed his eyes, rapidly issuing a command in his mind: Spirit-Devouring Vine, it's up to you!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Not far from Lin Mo, the Spirit-Devouring Vine's bulb suddenly trembled. Twenty-four sharp wooden swords swiftly separated from its main body, mingled with the Curled-Branch Swords produced by the Azure Sun Vine, and shot into the sky.
It took only the blink of an eye.
The wooden swords crossed hundreds of zhang in an instant and slammed viciously into the barrier of the man surnamed Gu's independent space.
Hum...
The independent space shuddered slightly. Fine cracks appeared across its surface and rapidly spread like a spiderweb.
Unfortunately.
Although the wooden swords formed from the Spirit-Devouring Vine's main body were powerful, the independent space belonged to the realm of laws. They could shake it slightly, but piercing it was utterly impossible.
Yet under the bombardment of those twenty-four wooden swords, the man surnamed Gu's expression changed drastically. As though he had encountered something utterly inconceivable, he cried out in shock, "Time... it's temporal power!"
"My spatial divine ability is being suppressed by temporal power... Run!!"
Rumble!
The ten-zhang expanse of space surrounding the man surnamed Gu began twisting rapidly, gradually forming an unstable spatial passage.
This was fundamentally different