Yang Zhenshan gave the burly man a meaningful look, and with a thought, the surrounding vines began to grow crazily again.
The vines snaked through the air, extending toward the pair of black-robed man and woman, who immediately swung their longswords to fend them off.
"Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being rude!"
The burly man said angrily.
The next moment, he moved like a wisp of specter appearing before his two companions, and without any visible action, black energy billowed from him, infecting the vines.
Yang Zhenshan frowned; the black energy corroded the vines instantly, dissolving his mana and eroding the vines away.
The vines formed by the Vine Skill weren't real vines, but rather vines manifested from mana.
Once the mana dissipated, the vines would naturally disappear!
Yang Zhenshan couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. Since the opponent was also an Immortal Cultivator, could his strength surpass his own?
