The juice sprayed out, even staining the blade of the Star Devourer's sword.
It seemed dissatisfied, emitting faint sword cries.
Galactus?
Jiang Wuyuan knew he shouldn't have been distracted during the battle.
But as the planet trembled, he could vaguely sense its emotions.
It came from an unknown source, but it was very clear.
It's as if they're saying the green sap on the blade is disgusting.
".............." It would be better to say something else.
Before he could think any further, the tree spirit vine attacked again.
This time, Jiang Wuyuan had no intention of getting entangled with it any further.
The third step of snow burial – Frost descends!
A cold wind howled, frost filled the sky, and the tip of the Star Devouring Sword condensed a snow-white light, effortlessly breaking through the vines' obstruction and piercing straight into the 'heart' of the Tree Demon Vine.
There was a bright red fourth-order blood crystal wrapped inside.
With the death of the tree spirit vine, the vines, now devoid of magical control, drooped down, revealing a fragment emitting a fluorescent glow along with the blood crystal.
The pattern is not visible, but it is clearly what that person was talking about.
Jiang Wuyuan didn't think too much about it and put away the fragments and blood crystals first.
At this moment, the trembling sword Devouring Star broke free from Jiang Wuyuan's hand and circled around him once, under the boy's slightly strange gaze.
It seems to be saying: Hi, master.
Is this the spirituality that Senior Fengzhang spoke of?
Jiang Wuyuan's gaze softened slightly.
It was even more miraculous than he had imagined, as if he himself had nurtured a tiny life.
Born from his sword intent, pure and fervent, it was as if a wisp of his own will had been born.
"Devouring Stars," Jiang Wuyuan murmured.
The Star Devourer responded in the next second, first letting out a clear sword cry, and then flying back into Jiang Wuyuan's hand.
At that moment, Jiang Wuyuan clearly sensed that this was the feeling of being in sync with someone.
It's a pity the sword spirit is still asleep, otherwise we would have witnessed this miraculous scene. Jiang Wuyuan thought with some regret.
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