The two trees gradually closed in on Xia Cao, and no matter how fiercely he attacked, the trees instantly regenerated. Even the sword entirely composed of wind was effectively useless, and with each passing moment, the trees grew more resilient. The damage he could inflict became increasingly minimal.
He desperately wanted to escape, but the trees completely blocked his path, and no matter which direction he turned, they slowly caught up to him, intertwining and creating a prison.
"Damn it…" Xia Cao gritted his teeth and said, "Don't push me, you bastard. Do you really think I don't have any trump cards?"
"Show it to me, then," Ancestor Lu suddenly clenched his fist, and the tree cage enclosing Xia Cao closed in on him, attempting to crush him into meat paste.
Xia Cao felt anger and humiliation welling up in him. Ancestor Lu's complete disregard drove him to the brink. Literal veins popped in his head as he roared with anger.
