Upon entering the sea of flames, the phantom grasses around her began to tremble violently, disappearing wildly under the blaze.
Wood is always overcome by fire.
Yet she made no pause, charging forward. In the blink of an eye, the phantom images of grass on her had vanished, and the scorching flames were already burning her flesh, but still, she pressed on.
Her gaze was fixed firmly on the area around Cao Zhen's chest.
They were far apart, but with the full power of her Golden Core Stage cultivation unleashed, she reached him in the blink of an eye, thrusting her long spear fiercely forward.
In an instant, the spear was covered in the phantom images of vines with barbs all over them, and in that moment, the spear seemed to be formed solely from those vines.
Cao Zhen looked at the incoming spear without a hint of panic on his face; he did not even step back, as a golden light suddenly shot out from the heretical Golden Core above his head.
