Tens of thousands of blood-tinted vines coiled together, flying from within the city. Bursts of blood-red palm wind came from within the vines, and it was not until they neared the eastern gate that the vines were shaken apart, revealing the figure trapped inside—Fan Longhe, the Sect Master of the Great Luo Sect, looking utterly disheveled.
Ding Buhai's complexion was extremely unsightly at the moment, not because of the vines. Although the blood-tinted vines permeating the city were numerous, their strength was not particularly strong—they could at best threaten some Martial Artists at the Ten Layers of Body Openings level, so naturally, they couldn't harm him.
The critical issue was the words that Fan Longhe had just said, which made him realize that the accusation of the Great Luo Sect's betrayal against the Holy Church was now firmly established.
