Yan Wusheng stopped talking and raised his right hand, aiming it at the bushes.
Sound waves converged in the center of the hand, distorting the air around it.
The next moment!
A sonic boom was launched like a missile.
"Smack!"
A deafening explosion occurred, blasting countless trees, flowers, and the remains of the [Mirror Dream Flower] into the air.
It was reduced to a flat plain.
Yan Wusheng, panting, wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He walked up to the [Mirror Dream Flower] and kicked it.
Why didn't it wither immediately?
...
As if sensing something, the flower-like girl instantly vanished into nothingness, and then the surrounding scenery rapidly changed.
"Holy crap, this is going too far!" Ye Ciqing stared at his surroundings warily.
Wang Canxin remained expressionless, took out the bone throwing knife from his pocket, and then casually tossed it away.
The bone knife seemed to freeze in mid-air, stuck into a lump of nothingness.
Green liquid gushed out, and the surrounding illusions instantly became unstable.
"Ye Ciqing, I'm leaving you with this."
Without hesitation, Ye Ciqing clenched his fist in mid-air.
Five enormous finger bones rose from the ground around the [Mirror Dream Flower] and then clenched tightly together.
The sharp bone immediately pierced it.
Ye Ciqing suddenly swung his hand upwards, and his entire skeletal hand rose up from the ground like a pillar, gripping the [Mirror Dream Flower].
A dozen or so densely packed roots connect to the soil.
He then conjured a bone whip in his hand and swung it through the air towards the dozen or so roots.
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