Before the words could finish!
Buzz——!!!
The entire underground space, all the rock walls from every direction, began to squirm violently as if a stone had been thrown into a pool of decayed corpses.
Countless thick dark green giant vines, resembling battering rams, with surfaces covered in a thick layer of deathly pale bark exuding a dense aura of death, their split openings at the top like the abyssal mouths, with a sharp whistle that tears through the air, fiercely shot out from the surrounding darkness, the cracks in the rocks, and even the collapsed vault above.
Their target was neither Fang Qingyu, nor Jiang Wei.
Instead, it was the Time Erosion Witch, held by Fang Qingyu by the throat, her body entwined with Thunder Fire, on the brink of collapse.
The appearance of these giant vines carried a suicidal frenzy of determination.
They cared nothing for what lay ahead, indifferent to the boiling Dark Red Fire and the viscous Eternal Night Darkness.
