Thus, unless an ancient existence was reviving and returning, they would be able to advance that way. Yet, the possibility was too terrifying, so they were more willing to believe that it was just the disciple playing a bad joke before.
This guy, he's hiding too deep!
Even if the disciple suddenly becomes a Morning Star Level powerhouse now, they wouldn't be surprised.
"Silence!"
Gary Smith said indifferently. The tendrils of the Thousand-faced Soul Tree intertwined to form a long spear that pierced through the Miasma Dragon Snake in an instant, and then...
He took a savage bite!
Whoosh!
The Miasma Dragon Snake was instantly devoured almost entirely by the Soul Tree tendrils.
But the Corruption Miasma, deadly to life, for the Thousand-faced Soul Tree, was just another type of food. It's just...
"It's so gross, like spoiled watermelon, ew~"
