Strange Skeleton

Every leaf stalk in this clump of weeds was more than three or four times thicker than those around it.

As they swayed, they did not produce "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sounds, but exceedingly dull "wuu wuu wuu" sounds, as though someone were swinging thick clubs.

Each strike against Li Yan's spiritual power barrier made the light outside the barrier flash wildly.

"This is it!"

The next moment, Li Yan kicked the leaf stalks that had already been severed, leaving only a clustered mass of roots and stems, and shouted softly.

"If you do not move aside, I'll pull you out by the roots."

The instant Li Yan's words fell, that clump of roots shot up from the ground like an arrow released from a bow.

Several hundred root tendrils beneath it tore free from the earth. Like more than a hundred slender legs, they sprinted at high speed toward a nearby patch of weeds.

At the same time, several other root clusters by Li Yan's feet whose leaf stalks had likewise been cut off also pulled their roots from the mud and fled. They were merely much smaller than the root cluster Li Yan had kicked.

In the blink of an eye, an open patch over a zhang wide had appeared around Li Yan's feet.

Li Yan was not surprised that spiritual plants with rudimentary intelligence could grow beneath the waters here.

There were so many broken weapons and damaged artifacts containing spiritual energy here. Over the passage of days and years, the vegetation blanketing this place had continually been washed and nourished by spiritual energy, so it would naturally slowly develop intelligence.

Even the birth of those aquatic demonic beasts, or their gathering here, was likely closely related to this ancient battlefield.

These spiritual plants were simply too low-grade,