Rustle rustle!
A gentle breeze sways, barely touching his feet.
In the midst of floating and drifting, Luo Chen stands atop the tree's crown.
The moment he saw Dao Lan wielding his blade and retreating, he instinctively distanced himself from the valley.
This battle, much like Fishing Elder mentioned before departure, is actually not that "dangerous."
Under their Late Golden Core Stage powerful combat capabilities, those countless Withered Bloodvines can be broken with a mere wave of the hand.
Even the seemingly troublesome Fourth-order Withered Bloodvines pose no real threat to them.
Of course, this is based on the premise that the five of them possess the combat power of Great Cultivators.
If they were Early or Middle Stage Cultivators, it would not be so effortless and poetic.
Sometimes, a gap of one realm is akin to a chasm!
At this moment, even someone as strong as Dao Lan has chosen to retreat swiftly, indicating the formidable foe they are about to face.
