Countless vines rose from the ground, dense and overwhelming, like a tidal wave engulfing Chen Nan and his companions.
Especially Tang Zhirou, whose cultivation was slightly weaker; she was already entwined by the vines, struggling incessantly.
Even Nie Xiaoyu and Xuan Hui could only barely hold on.
The wood demon's life force was tremendously vigorous; the severed vines would regrow within breaths, seemingly endless.
No matter how many means they had, as long as they couldn't kill the wood demon with a single blow, they would fall into the infinite tide of vines, eventually being worn out alive.
Seeing Nie Xiaoyu and Tang Zhirou being overwhelmed by the vines, Chen Nan clenched his teeth, determined with fierce resolve.
Fire was the nemesis of wood, and Chen Nan happened to be especially adept at using fire, wielding two types of Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire.
"Be careful!"
