Gulu's intelligence was not high, and it could only understand some simple commands, but it did understand the order to transform the surrounding rock walls.
After tossing the purple crystal in its hand to one side, Gulu placed both hands on the rock walls around it.
Watching the raw purple crystal dangling softly, Song Jian's heart suddenly rose to his throat. These roots, which had turned into jade-like tendrils, had almost lost the flexibility of living organisms and could easily snap. If they broke, Song Jian would have no choice but to seek refuge in the Divine Country or swiftly escape from the place.
These jade-like tendrils had lost their capacity as offensive weapons and could only serve as alarm devices.
Whoosh~
The hard rock walls around them began to transform into falling rubble, and the purple crystals embedded in the walls, lacking support, hung down like fruits, connected by the tendrils of the Abyssal Devil Vine.
