"Oh—! Is that so?" the man in black tightened his grip on the sword, his already icy eyes shooting beams of cold light, "If you're capable, kill me and say that."
Lan Xi was destined to be the supreme god, and yet a mere Tree Spirit dared to covet her soul, to inhabit her body.
"I gave you a chance to live, but you didn't cherish it; now I will kill you first, then seize that woman's body. By then I'll be the most beautiful woman in this world. Hahaha!" The Tree Spirit swung its vines, its face and body covered in terrifying cracks.
Clearly, this world suppressed its growth, so that after hundreds of thousands of years of cultivating, the abundant Spiritual Energy caused its soul to become overwhelmed and begin to swell slowly. If it didn't find a powerful body to inhabit soon, it would self-destruct.
A vine, like a whip, lashed out at the man in black with terrifying force.
