“Fellow Daoist Luo, are you alright?” Yang Ding was startled. He had just declared that Luo Hongxia would undoubtedly crush Lu Yang. How did she get flung out so abruptly?0

Her posture was also far from dignified—mouth stuffed with yellowed leaves and hair dishevelled with twigs and foliage, as if she had collided headlong into a tree.0

“Pah!” Luo Hongxia spat out the leaves. “Nothing serious. Just accidentally got smacked by a tree.” Her wounds were already healing. Once outside the treasure box, her cultivation reverted to the Fusion Stage.0

“Got smacked by a tree?” Qiu Jin’an was nonplussed. Ordinary trees couldn’t have harmed Luo Hongxia. Did Lu Yang use the Tree-Planting Mantra as an offensive method? Although Qiu Jin’an knew the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace’s tradition...0