"Eh?"
Surprised, An Jing carefully separated the ink jade-like skull from the Vine Demon, while the pitch-black vines crawled out from the skull's eye sockets, gently shaking and twitching, like the sprouts of flesh and blood, ready to transform into a snail or a hermit crab, preparing to crawl away and escape.
This phenomenon made An Jing use his sword to pin down the skull monster, causing its limbs to flail like a thrashing octopus, curiously saying, "Quite unusual, and very hard— the Fiend Sword can't even pierce through it."
"This is the demon's true form." The Sword Spirit spoke thoughtfully, "I see, so it's not a Spirit Plant possessed by a demon. I wondered why I didn't detect any Demonic Qi from these glowing grasses... This is a cultivator's skull that turned evil; he was very likely to have been a Wood Element Spirit Root, possessing the method to control Spirit Plants."
