The thick, dense grass had completely surrounded Linley in an airtight seal, and the surrounding grass and leaves were gurgling. The grass tendrils were wildly squeezing down, and in the blink of an eye, the pressure was so great that Linley’s face began to change color.
“The strength of this pressure alone would instantly crush most Saints into meat pulp.” Linley said to himself.
“This plant life form is dozens of times moreformidable thanthe plant life form on the second floor!” Linley didn’t dare to waste any time.
“Break!” Bloodviolet in his hands flashed…
Wherever Bloodviolet passed by, spacetime froze and then folded over itself, and a spatial blade appeared at the blade of the weapon. Although the grass tendrils were tens of times more durable than the vines of the plant life form of the second floor, in front of Bloodviolet, they were still chopped open as easily as pieces of cloth.
“Bang!”
