Who's the real villain here?
Gazing at the three plants before her, one Plant of the Ancient God devouring everything, one with a stench so indescribable that it would wipe out thousands of miles, and another infused with both eastern and western cultural exchange to the point of being a twisted joke—a weird Buddha's Hand, Tang Wan's mind went blank for a moment, not knowing how to put her thoughts into words.
"Oh, epic, this is actually possible."
After a while, Tang Wan snapped back to reality and started to reflect. Indeed, she had spent too much time in Tang Sect and her thinking had become rigid. She was starting to have issues keeping up with Zhou Li's pace of evolution.
"Haha, don't worry."
Zhou Li seemed to notice Tang Wan's moment of daze and stepped forward, patted her shoulder, explaining:
