Evolve from a Tree

Thunder in the clear sky, thunder in rage.    

A furious bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket struck down, interrupting Xiao Yun's speech.    

A pitch-black shadow remained in place of the owl, blocking the deadly lightning for it.    

The black shadow turned into wisps of white smoke amidst the furious thunder.    

Xiao Yan's dark and cold eyes narrowed as he spoke in a cold voice, "I have underestimated you. However, do you think that you can stop me just because of this?"    

The black fog on the owl's body had dissipated. A bird head human face had a blood-red horn on its head, and its feathers were as black as ink.    

"Now, use your defeat to feel the truth of the world! "Ten Thousand Blades …"    

Before its voice could fade away, the blood-red horn on its head began to emit a bloody light. Countless pitch-black feathers began to fall from the sky. They were clearly made of energy, but the feeling they gave off was no different than that of real feathers.    

The end of the feather was as sharp as a knife. It fell from the sky like a black dagger, and its speed became faster and faster. It rubbed against the air current, making a sharp 'hiss' sound.    

From afar, it looked like a bizarre black rain falling from the sky.    

Beneath this beauty was a bone-piercing killing intent.    

"Storm!"    

When the word 'violent' came out, all the feathered blades seemed to have been injected with chicken blood as they sped up once again. They weaved back and forth to form a tight and airtight net, enveloping the entire tree.    

Chi chi chi!    

The only thing left in the sky was countless dark threads that were shuttling back and forth. The earthen yellow mud was flying everywhere. This was only a small tree that had matured. Although it only had an instinct for battle, it wasn't stupid enough to stand there and receive a beating.    

Su Mu did not lack any of his abilities, but he had weakened them a lot.    

The Feathered Storm had only just sliced off a layer of mud when a new one appeared, and for a moment it was deadlocked.    

Of course, this was also due to the abnormal chaos in the col. All the Spiritual Arts would be weakened here, so Su Mu, as the maker of this danger zone, would be weakened a lot less.    

In this situation, it was not surprising that there was a temporary stalemate.    

However, it was only temporary. This small tree was just a finished product that had been quickly ripened. It was a second generation tool maker created by the tool man avatar. Its spirit energy was limited, and the owls and beavers were not ordinary salted fish.    

Xiao, who was high up in the air, frowned. Su Mu's difficulty was beyond his expectations. Under the joint attack of the two of them, he was not defeated.    

Even though they did not use all of their abilities, dealing with a small Vein Stage was still an easy task. It was not as easy as killing an ant.    

Feather is currently commanding all of the Inferior Race, its ability is very powerful against the cannon fodder. With the entire army under pressure, it won't be long before the stalemate in front of us is over. At that time, it's hard to say who this little tree's contribution will be.    

Xiao came from a superior clan. Even though it could be said to be from a superior clan, its bloodline had already declined. Right now, it urgently needed a large amount of credit to restore its bloodline's former glory.    

As long as he could obtain its favor, his future would be limitless.    

Therefore, he had to complete this mission.    

"Originally, I didn't use my domain, but compared to the glory of my race, what's a person's reputation worth?"    

Xiao looked at the stalemate and finally made a decision.