When the purple-black powder at Jiang Linmu's fingertips was blown away by the night wind, the grilled eel barrier in Jiang Ye's palm suddenly burst with a shower of salt.
Seizing this moment of Spiritual Energy fluctuation, Ye Shuli grabbed Jiang Ye and leaped onto a glowing green vine—the escape route she had secretly nurtured just moments before.
"Mutated vines leave tracking marks." Jiang Ye wiped the blood from his arm; the wound instantly stopped bleeding upon contact with the vine juice.
Chapter 493