In the next moment, the rumbling sound erupted from the azure light mass, strands of azure energy emerged and transformed into giant trees.
These giant trees, each five to six zhang long, shimmered with a faint azure glow, extraordinarily heavy, as hard as refined steel. As they appeared in the sky, they plummeted downward with a frightening whistle.
Below, Han Li saw this scene unperturbed. With a single-handed spell gesture, a sharp sound pierced through the air, and countless azure sword glows appeared, trembling slightly before making a piercing sound.
All sword glows transformed into sword threads, interwoven to form a giant net.
As the crystal-clear azure threads flashed by, the giant trees were shredded like scraps of paper.
No matter how endless the stream of giant trees continued, under the cutting of the azure sword net, they could not advance an inch.
As time passed, the sword net rolled back toward the falling direction of the giant trees.
