Chapter 1232 - Confused
Liu Wuxie had no room to dodge in this valley brimming with lethal threats. A single misstep meant certain death. Threadworms, Cannibal Flowers, and strangling vines—each one spelled disaster for any cultivator who wandered in. Anyone who entered the Cannibal Valley had barely a one-in-ten-thousand chance of escaping alive.
He dropped from above just as a massive Cannibal Flower spread open beneath him. Its gaping maw threatened to consume him whole, leaving not even his bones behind.
The petals were harder than iron, nearly impervious to ordinary blades, and they secreted a corrosive sap that could eat through flesh and bone alike. Worse still, the flower could dissolve true essence itself. If the flower swallowed a cultivator, they would find their power useless against the enclosing petals.
When the petals opened wide, Liu Wuxie caught a glimpse of half-digested bones piled within, grim trophies of those who had perished before him. Time was tight, and for the first time, Elder Long's eyes flickered with worry.
Just when the flower was about to devour him, Liu Wuxie twisted in mid-air. He executed a sharp somersault, planted his foot lightly on the edge of a petal, and pushed himself upward. He shot back into the sky as the Cannibal Flower's bite snapped shut beneath him.
"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" the four elders exclaimed, fists clenched in excitement. None of them could comprehend how Liu Wuxie had managed to pivot so quickly.
"Wait—how could he somersault with no footing to change direction?" the three elders muttered, baffled. In their own positions, they could have survived such a crisis, but it was only because their Primal Origin Realm cultivation granted them flight.
Liu Wuxie was only at the Transcendent Realm, so flight was beyond him. His brief hovers usually relied on the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms, but this time, he had not even had the chance to call upon them.
Before he could steady himself, countless branches whipped through the air toward him.
"A Tree Demon!" Liu Wuxie cried. This place swarmed with the banes of cultivators.
Tree Demons were grotesque plants that thrived on human blood essence. Once their tendrils pierced flesh, escape was almost impossible. In the next heartbeat, they would drain their prey dry, leaving nothing but an empty husk.
Only moments earlier, Liu Wuxie had used Ghost Eye to trigger the Spatial Dao Art, shifting his position within a one-meter radius to evade the Cannibal Flower's strike. But through the crystal wall, the elders could not have known he had drawn on such an art.