Chapter 721: Terrifying Vines!

Found you.

These three words fell onto the black sand of the Mountain Valley, like three Stone pebbles striking dead water.

No echo.

The air in the Mountain Valley was already as heavy as if filled with lead, and now it had become so stagnant that it was suffocating.

Jiang Feng stood at the center of the Mountain Valley, foot stepping on those plump black sand, his white robes did not move a Silk in the None wind air.

Dawn light struck from behind him, stretching his shadow long, extending all the way to the deepest shadow of the Mountain Valley.

He stared at that shadow.

Motionless.

Three breaths passed.

The Mountain Valley gave him no response.

The half-dream, half-awake power deep underground still lingered in that vague state, like a sleeping person turning over but not truly waking.

Jiang Feng's mouth corner a Silk cold smile did not disappear.

On the contrary, it deepened.

"Refuse to come out?"

"Then I have no choice but to ask you to come out."

The moment the words fell, he lifted his right foot.

Then he stomped down with a foot.

This stomp employed no Method, no spiritual power fluctuation, no Qi outward.

Pure fleshly force.

Yet with this stomp, the ground of the entire Mountain Valley, centered on the black sand where his foot landed, collapsed outward a full three zhang.

No, not a collapse.

It is a shatter.

Those plump black sand, in the same instant, all exploded into powder!

The black powder surged upward, forming in the dawn light a black curtain towering dozens of zhang.

The Mountain Valley's side Mountain walls quivered violently, cracks spreading from the Mountain foot upward, as if countless giant serpents were frantically burrowing up inside the Mountain.

The cracks spread at a startling speed, in an instant climbing from the Mountain foot to the Mountain waist, then from the Mountain waist to the Mountain ridge.

Then the entire Mountain Valley began to sink downward.

It is not an earthquake.

Something deep underground was startled by this stomp.

That half-dream, half-awake power suddenly stalled for a moment.

Like a sleeping person suddenly halting breath.

Then... it awakened.

Jiang Feng sensed it.

He stood on the continuously sinking ground, foot having no intact footing...

Yet his body was as steady as a Thousand-year rooted iron tower.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Because the way that power revived differed from his expectation.

It was not fury, not a roar, not a cataclysmic vent.

But a slow, extremely slow, chill seeping as if from the Ten Thousand-year ice layer's deepest part.

That chill surged up from a Hundred zhang deep underground, permeating soil, permeating rock, permeating the shattered black sand powder.

The air changed in that instant.

It became viscous.

It became heavy.

It turned into something between gas and liquid, each breath feeling like pouring water into the lungs.

Jiang Feng's breath remained steady.

But his gaze changed.

Like someone who had groped in darkness for a long time, finally feeling a door.

His hand rose.

Five fingers spread.

A white light burst from his palm, turning into countless Light Threads as fine as hairSilk, radiating outward from him in all directions.

Those Light Threads pierced the stagnant air, pierced the sky‑filled black powder, pierced the continuously sinking ground, like a massive spiderweb enveloping the entire Mountain Valley.

Then he sensed it.

Within that Light Thread‑covered Scope, from deep underground, countless things were growing upward at an incredible speed.

They were alive.

They were countless vines.

They sprouted from the darkness a Hundred zhang below the ground.

Piercing rock, piercing soil, piercing the shattered sand, spreading toward the surface at a speed too fast to blink.

Jiang Feng's foot felt an extremely subtle vibration.

It was not the ground's vibration.

It was the friction generated by those vines moving through the soil.

Getting closer and closer.

Getting denser and denser.

Then, the Ground exploded.

It wasn't a single spot that exploded.

The entire valley's Ground burst open at the same instant.

Countless vines erupted from underground, dense and all‑covering, as if the whole earth had suddenly become an ocean of vines.

Each vine was as thick as an adult's arm, jet‑black throughout, with the Surface covered by a layer of dense barbs.

The tips of the barbs glowed with a faint emerald darkness, looking especially eerie in the dawn light.

The vines surged from below without pause, as if Commander‑ed by something, sweeping toward Jiang Feng's Standing position all at once.

There was no blind spot.

It was like a gigantic cage woven from vines, closing at a speed too fast to see.

Jiang Feng remained in place, facing the all‑covering onslaught of vines, his expression unchanged.

Only his Fingers moved slightly.

A white flash sprang from his Fingers, forming a three‑chi‑long Qi Blade in the air.

The Qi Blade was completely transparent, as thin as a cicada wing, with the Edge shimmering a faint silver‑white line.

Jiang Feng's wrist turned gently.

The Qi Blade traced a Circle in the air.

A very simple, casual Circle.

Like someone drawing a period on paper.

Yet it was this Circle that snapped all the vines within three chi of him.

Not one by one.

All the vines within the Circle Scope broke into two pieces simultaneously.

The cut ends were smooth and flat, as if cut by an invisible pair of scissors.

Black fluid spewed from the cuts, splashing onto the black gravel and hissing.

The fluid was highly corrosive; the black gravel that touched it Immediately melted into a pool of black water.

But Jiang Feng didn't even glance at the severed vines.

His gaze remained fixed on the fully awakened power deep beneath the Ground.

And after the severed vines fell onto the Ground, they did not die.

They were Trembling.

It was an extremely eerie Trembling.

Starting from the cut, along the vine's grain toward both ends, each Trembling sprouted a new segment of Organization outward.

The new Organization was dark‑red, like fresh flesh just emerged from some body.

Then the flesh began to swell.

The swelling speed was so fast it made one's scalp tingle.

A severed vine regrew a new segment at the cut within three breaths after hitting the ground.

Each was thicker than before, and each Surface‑covered barb was denser and sharper than the original.

Jiang Feng saw it.

His brows twitched.

He guessed.

These things won't be destroyed easily.

Just like Xie Qingxue mentioned, that old monster that has lived for Millennia of Ages, its methods cannot be only one layer.

The first wave was merely a probe.

The real attack is the vines that regrow after being severed.

Because each cut makes them more numerous, stronger, faster.

It is an endless killing formation. Using brute force to destroy only makes the attacks denser, until the target is strangled alive.

The valley no longer shows any Ground.

Within a radius of Hundred zhang, the space was packed with constantly twisting, growing, sweeping vines—black, dark‑red, thick, thin, long, short—covering every inch.

From afar, the whole valley looked like a massive pot filled with vines.

And at the exact center of that pot, a small patch of white light.

It was a three‑chi‑long Qi Blade.

The Qi Blade spun rapidly around Jiang Feng, transforming into a circular Light Curtain that enveloped him Throughout!