Hidden Spell's Will
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Parlor tricks!" Qiao Haisheng scoffed, and with a single wave of his arm, he summoned a sword aura.
The razor-sharp sword aura slashed out horizontally and swept all the needles away.
Chen Jingzhai was not surprised. Instead, he grinned and sped up.
Qiao Haisheng frowned and was about to chase after his target when he noticed the ice needles that he had swept away were starting to change.
As the needles fell into the clouds, they changed into green vines that lunged toward him.
The vines looked extremely real. The details were perfect, down to every crack and leaf.
The only thing that separated them from the real thing was their size. They were no thicker than a human finger and no longer than a straw.
Qiao Haisheng decided to ignore the vines. Instead, he gathered his sword vapor and was ready to take off.
However, the vines caught that timing and attacked him.