Among them, a part was targeting Xue An.
Stukely also harbored immense hatred for Xue An.
If not for him, there wouldn't have been so many complications.
After killing them all and seizing the heart of the tree to gain its divine status, he would become the true Druid God!
No!
He should say the God of Nature.
With that thought, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Stukely's mouth.
But the next second, his smile froze.
For the surging vines had suddenly all stopped in mid-air.
And then, as if encountering the absolute monarch, they all prostrated on the ground, turning into withered branches.
"What... What's going on?" Stukely could hardly believe his eyes and exclaimed in alarm.
Xue An, however, stepped on the withered branches and approached slowly, stating indifferently, "You control nature, believing yourself invincible, but you don't know that in front of me, all things must submit!"
After speaking, Xue An flicked a finger.
Boom.
