Gaining the upper hand meant stamping the enemies to death.
Chu Mu would never, unlike Li Kuangdeng, who was foolishly babbling at this moment, hesitate to order the Demon Tree Warrior to attack the mountain ranges once again.
In the chaotic and shattered ranges, a violent tremor suddenly arose. Whether it was loose soil or rock, they all cracked at this moment, as deadly roots crazily entwined around the severely wounded Ghost Sickle Stinger.
The Ghost Sickle Stinger was already covered in wounds, and the ghost power on its arms was scattered by a blow from the Demon Tree Warrior. Now, facing these roots, it had no means of defense.
More frightfully, these roots not only pierced its body but were also crazily draining its life.
Its life rapidly fading, the Ghost Sickle Stinger couldn't even muster the energy to scream. It struggled within the roots, its body slowly shriveling.
