The reaction speed of the patrol guards in the market was very swift. When the blood-red tentacles were wreaking havoc everywhere, a luminescent green seed was shot out like an arrow, landing around the tentacles.
In an instant, thick vines sprouted from the ground, growing and extending rapidly, continuously splitting and tightly wrapping around the blood-red tentacles.
The blood-red tentacles struggled desperately, wrestling with the robust vines.
In the sky, a crisp birdcall sounded.
Upon hearing the sound, Lu Xuan looked up to see a huge firebird floating in the air. Its wings spread out at least forty to fifty feet, and every flap generated waves of heat.
Immediately, it turned into a red light, surging towards the Metamorphosis Cultivator who had sprouted numerous tentacles.
Wherever it passed, the ground was scorched into black charcoal.
"Ah...."
