Su Muyao looked in the direction of the voice.
Suddenly, a strong wind swept from the depths.
This wind carried a fierce aura, sweeping around the Spirit Plant.
A gust quickly severed all the vines entangled around her.
The wind surged forward, transforming into swirling Wind Blades, slicing the attacking Spirit Plant leaves to pieces, forcing them to retreat underground.
No longer surrounded by attacking Spirit Plants, Su Muyao looked up to see Wen Nanxi walking towards her.
His figure was tall and straight as a pine, with ink-black hair flowing in the breeze, while Wind Ability whirled around, clearing a path.
He did not make a move, only surrounded by Wind Ability, seemingly able to restrain these Spirit Plants.
Those ferocious Spirit Plants, under the influence of his Wind Ability, curled their branches and leaves in fear, as if meeting their natural enemy.
"Nanxi!"
Su Muyao quickly ran forward.
When Wen Nanxi saw Su Muyao, the harshness in his eyes instantly softened.
