At the same time, countless sharp branches thrust from all directions, attempting to pierce through his skin and invade his body.
Shen Xuan's body merely quivered slightly.
"Crack, crack..."
The sturdy demon branches wrapped around him snapped uniformly in response, falling like withered vines.
Simultaneously, a pair of crystalline wings, shimmering with Wind and Thunder light, suddenly unfolded behind him.
"Whoosh!"
Shen Xuan's figure disappeared from the spot, leaving a faint trace of green lightning in the air.
His true form appeared like a specter beside the trunk.
He reached out to pluck a mature Dragon Bone Fruit, red as blood.
The Demon Tree was furious, the demonic Qi in the entire space boiled like the sea.
All the branches instantly hardened, transforming into thousands of jet-black sharp swords, quickly slicing through a death web, madly piercing towards that Wind and Thunder afterimage.
Yet it was in vain.
