Published: March 2, 2025
The speed at which these vines changed was clearly much faster than Tang Hao had anticipated.
"The tenth one!"
He swung his fist again, shattering the vine mass in front of him that was increasingly speeding up and making a "rumbling" sound. The colorful wood shavings flowed slowly with the current. Tang Hao then followed up with a heavy punch, grinding these wood shavings down to the size of molecules.
After confirming that he had completely destroyed all traces of the vine mass, his figure instantly shifted, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the eleventh location within his perception range.
However, the scene before him chilled Tang Hao's heart.
The vine mass was incessantly writhing, the "rumbling" sounds echoing far and wide, stirring up the currents. By the time Tang Hao arrived at the eleventh location, the pulsating speed of the vine mass had reached its peak.
Tang Hao didn't even have time to react before he witnessed the vine mass instantly shatter. The colorful vines stretched out gracefully, from Tang Hao's perspective, it resembled a flower bud that had suddenly bloomed.
Petals formed from vines…
The stamen composed of vines…
And at the very center of the stamen, a pitch-black, nearly three-meter-long big hole faced Tang Hao, flickering with a radiant glow.
Energy began to converge…
At the same time, the sense of danger deep within Tang Hao grew stronger. He looked at the "flower" that had already bloomed before him but had no idea how to respond.
Until the flower made the first move.
From the black hole, visible energy waves began to flicker, amidst the endless radiance, Tang Hao vaguely saw a thick and long vine.
This vine twisted on the other side of the black hole, sometimes curling like a snake, sometimes standing upright like an arrow, until it suddenly snapped.
In the next second, countless tiny granular objects sprang from the vine. They followed a fixed trajectory, surging towards the nearby hole.
In just an instant, the black hole at the center of the flower began to erupt!
Like a miniature volcano, black air currents swirled, carrying countless tiny particles bursting forth from the flower, reaching the depths of the ocean. With another explosion of energy, a tremendous sound erupted from the center of the flower.
Riding on this powerful recoil, those tiny particles shot outward.
It wasn't until a small particle struck Tang Hao's cheek that he abruptly jolted awake. He gently rubbed his cheek and plucked the foreign object from it.
It was a seed…
Just like the seeds that Gul had collected near the Demon Realm Gate.
Tang Hao instantly felt a chill run down his spine, and then he quickly reacted!
Seeds—parasites—vine mass—blooming—then spreading seeds…
This cyclical process resembled a horrifying viral reaction chain!
Once these seeds were completely dispersed, even the powerful would not be affected by the seeds' parasitism, but lower-tier individuals—even those who had just reached the eighth-level limit breaker—would not be able to withstand the invasion of these seeds!
Instantly imagining the terrifying consequences of this situation, Tang Hao's eyes widened in anger. He opened his mouth wide and inhaled wildly.
Suddenly, the current reversed!
Countless seawaters rushed into Tang Hao's mouth. At that moment, his stomach seemed like a bottomless pit, crazily swallowing the seawater. The seeds that had just scattered due to the explosive recoil were quickly pulled back and rushed into Tang Hao's belly.
“Burp~~~”
The influx of seawater didn’t create any pressure on Tang Hao; instead, it made him let out a satisfied belch. Then, he gently coughed, and handfuls of seeds were spat out of his mouth.
After collecting all the seeds, Tang Hao then turned his attention to the flower that had completed its first explosion.
Knowing this was only temporary, and that the second explosion was brewing and about to come, a cold glint passed through Tang Hao's eyes as he opened his mouth again.
The seawater that had been sucked into his belly shot out in an instant, forming a thin straight line, like a powerful water cutter, wildly sweeping toward the roots of the flower!