Bowing beneath the weight of the magnetic force, the plants unyieldingly lifted skyward again when the mist spread. The demonic miasma had reignited their will to fight.
The native plants in the area weren’t the only ones that had surged back to life. Demonic plants in all directions swarmed to Jiang Chen like they’d been summoned and lunged at him.
The young lord’s eyes turned steely. He knew this was the enemy’s death throes.
With a snort, he slammed a hand seal on the surface of the magnetic golden mountain, which prompted another great transformation. Its aureate radiance...