The golden ringed vines were like sea anemone, rolling out and drifting. Beneath them, the remains of the stumpy tree had already turned to ashes, which quickly dissipated into the air until there was nothing left.

Ready to pounce on its prey, the golden ringed vines were like a scattered fishnet and also like a golden ringed spider.

They glared at Ai Hui maliciously, moving toward him like a large wave and swallowing him in no time.

Ai Hui immediately felt his hair stand on end. He arched his back slightly like a frightened cat, returning the deadly glare.

He appeared calm and unperturbed when he was in fact trembling with fear.

What a strong wave motion!

Such an intense motion could only be unleashed with a consciousness that had been tempered to perfection.

Be it physical strength or elemental energy, Ai Hui couldn't be considered the best. When it came to essence, breath, and spirit cultivation, like training his sword embryo, he was almost unbeatable. Even Chi Tong couldn't