Chapter 156: The Challenge of the Ghost Face Vine
The trio moved to register for accounts, but their curiosity got the better of them as they glanced at Luo Chuan, who was seated nearby.
What exactly was the mysterious boss playing?
Intrigued, they approached him quietly. The monitor in front of Luo Chuan displayed a scene so intense that Bu Lige nearly exclaimed aloud in astonishment.
On the screen was a cliffside area, dominated by a plant nearly a hundred meters tall. Its massive main body, tens of meters in size, clung to the cliff like a parasitic growth. The plant's surface was black and red, with pulsating, vein-like lines that seemed to carry something sinister within. Its grotesque appearance resembled a menacing face frozen in a distorted grin. Surrounding the main body were countless scarlet vines that writhed like serpents, creating a horrifying spectacle.
"Wait, isn't that the Ghost Face Vine from the Nine Stars Mountains?!" Bu Lige shouted in shock.
The Ghost Face Vine—a terrifying, carnivorous plant native to the Nine Stars Mountains—was infamous for the ghostly face on its main body. Once matured, its strength reached the Pathseeker level. Known for its ruthless nature, it devoured living beings within miles of its domain, leaving behind nothing but silence and decay.
"Ghost Face Vine?" Bu Shiyi and Jiang Shengjun, who had just donned their helmets, turned their attention to the screen.
Peering at the monitor, Bu Shiyi's curiosity peaked. "I wonder what floor the boss is currently on. The last time I watched him, he was still on the third floor of the Tower of Trial."
"It's only been a few days since then," Jiang Shengjun added. "He's already past the third floor?"
Meanwhile, Luo Chuan's battle was reaching its climax. The Ghost Face Vine unleashed its deadly attack, spreading its scarlet tendrils like a colossal web, trapping Luo Chuan with no escape. The ghostly face on the plant sneered coldly, and an eerie laughter echoed around him.
The sound wasn't just unsettling—it carried a mental attack. Luo Chuan momentarily faltered under the assault, and in his lapse, one of the vine's tendrils pierced his throat.