"That kid actually dared to target a four-thousand-year Soul Beast. Looking closely, doesn't it seem to be a mutated Soul Beast?"
"Boss, should we step in and help the kid?"
"No hurry. Let's wait and see," the Soul Saint said calmly.
Ever since watching Jiang Che fight a mysterious Soul Saint last time, his curiosity about Jiang Che had only grown.
And in his heart, he actually believed Jiang Che could absorb this four-thousand-year Soul Ring?
Ten vines wove into a strangling net and abruptly closed around the spot where Jiang Che had just stood.
Jiang Che hovered fifty feet in the air, cold sweat sliding down his temples.
He had no time to examine it further.
The vines of that Other Shore Flower beneath him were still spreading wildly, covering all the ground within several hundred feet.
Jiang Che maintained his altitude, occasionally striking the bronze bells with Blue Silver Vines, producing deafening reverberations.
With every toll, the Echoing Illusion Flower trembled.
But Jiang Che noticed that his Soul Power was draining rapidly.
His flight Soul Bone Skill already consumed an enormous amount of power. Hovering at this height, he could hold out for another fifteen minutes at most.
The Echoing Illusion Flower had clearly realized this as well.
Its vines stopped reaching blindly upward. Instead, they coiled on the ground like a swarm of snakes, poised to strike.
At the same time, a strange, low-frequency vibration spread from deep within its flower.
Jiang Che's eardrums buzzed in response, and layers of illusions actually began appearing before his eyes.
A mental attack!
Jiang Che's mind jolted. He bit the tip of his tongue, and the intense pain instantly restored his clarity.
But the Echoing Illusion Flower seized that fleeting moment of distraction.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three vines burst from