Ninth Elder!
At the sight of the hunchbacked masked person, the words "Ninth Elder" appeared in Lin Zichen's mind for the first time.
The man in the mask who had turned into a pile of flesh before his death had called out loudly for help from the so-called Ninth Elder.
The figure of this present hunchbacked person with white hair cascading down his back indeed fit the image of the Ninth Elder very well.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, several vines shot out explosively.
They wrapped around Lin Zichen in an instant, binding him to the spot so that he could not move.
Lin Zichen frowned and immediately exploded with Qi-Blood, attempting to break free from the shackles of these vines.
But he found no matter how he exploded with Qi-Blood, he could not break free.
The vines on his body looked very slender, only as thick as a finger.
Yet, their strength was far superior to the thick vines previously controlled by the masked man.