Gu Wenda’s forehead was drenched in sweat, beads rolling down incessantly as a look of intense anxiety flickered in his eyes.
While fighting desperately for their lives, the group began frantically searching for a countermeasure. Not far away, the Mutated Spirit-Devouring Flower continued to spew denser waves of dark aura, as though brewing an even more lethal strike...
Watching the Spirit-Devouring Flower wreak havoc across the battlefield, everyone's heart sank lower and lower. They desperately wanted to flee, but the entrance was already completely sealed off by the creature's thick vines.
Chapter 392