Published: February 12, 2025
Ye Zhongming's back was covered in sweat, and his body twisted strangely as he performed a backflip, sweeping his weapon behind him.
He couldn't afford to care about killing the Demon Twin anymore.
A tremendous shockwave emanated from his weapon as shadows attacked from all around.
Ye Zhongming planted his weapon on the ground and lunged toward the position of the Demon Twin, simultaneously tossing several objects around him. As soon as they appeared, they erupted in explosions, propelling him several meters away.
There weren't any loud sounds at the spot, only fluctuations of energy and some blue smoke.
Ye Zhongming landed on the ground, wiping the back of his hand across his cheek, leaving a smear of blood.
At that moment, he finally saw what had attacked him.
Heavenly Language Demon Vine!
Ye Zhongming had never seen the attack method of this mutated plant battle pet, but now he was experiencing it firsthand.
At least a hundred long, slender, black tentacles were slowly retracting, each tipped with a small white flower consisting of only three petals.
However, anyone could tell that these were not ordinary petals; the edges were exceptionally sharp, glinting with an eerie blue light in the light, and one of the flowers had a few drops of blood on it.
That was from when it had sliced Ye Zhongming's left cheek.
Currently, Ye Zhongming was in peak condition, with the full power of his bloodline and the skills of the Star Spirit activated. Even though he was injured, it didn't significantly affect his combat strength.
Yet, it was precisely this version of him that had been harmed by these bizarre flowers.
Ye Zhongming watched as the Heavenly Language Demon Vine gradually disappeared into the ground but did not pursue it. He was searching for the master of the Heavenly Language Demon Vine, the director of the Divine Hall!
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Mei urged the Sacred Seat to report on the battle situation, and the Grand President's expression lightened slightly.
"No wonder it's the Heavenly Language Demon Vine; even without your control, it can pose such a great threat to Ye Zhongming. I have to admit defeat."
The Grand President was feeling quite relaxed; although Sister Bo was severely injured, she hadn't died. So far, the only casualties from the Divine Hall were Bai Yin and Tong Lu, which was good news for him.
Ye Zhongming was fighting desperately, and it was only a matter of time before he fell in battle. The fewer of his own people that died, the better; the more of the other forces that fell, the better.
The director saw that the Heavenly Language Demon Vine was effective, which improved his foul mood a little, but he felt uncomfortable hearing the Grand President's words.
The continuous deaths of his important subordinates made him realize that the plump man leading them had already formed other thoughts.
The union of the Divine Hall, Pavilion of Quality, and the zero commerce association was naturally led by the three superpowers, but within those three, some were strong while others were weak.
The Divine Hall had always held a leading position to some extent.
Being in a dominant position meant enjoying a bit more benefit, and in a situation where the number of evolvers was at an absolute disadvantage, the Divine Hall placed great importance on this dominance.
Noticing the Grand President's inner agitation, the director suppressed his anger over the loss of two generals and raised his right hand into the air. From beneath his feet, a smooth, deep brown vine emerged, looking like a jade statue, even springing from the ground without a trace of dirt.
The Grand President was momentarily stunned.
This is... the Heavenly Language Demon Vine?!
Then what is attacking Ye Zhongming now?
The director was quite pleased with the expression on the Grand President's face, and he smiled proudly, saying, "What’s on the battlefield is just a small part of it."
The Grand President's mouth dropped open in surprise as he pointed toward the battlefield and then back at the crystal-like vine, stuttering, "That... and this... is one? Connected? So long?"