Before the others could ask Li Qiu to clarify what kind of method he intended to use, Li Qiu had already darted toward the ancient tree ahead like an arrow released from a bowstring.
Seeing that the ancient tree stood right before him without reacting in the least, Li Qiu curled the corner of his mouth, silently recited the incantation in his mind, and conjured a water arrow in his hand, making a motion as if to hurl it at the tree.
Yet the ancient tree seemed to sense that Li Qiu was merely putting on a show, and remained completely motionless.
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