After being read by the mind, my apprentice wanted to rebel

Chapter 158 A Horrifying Scene

The Soul-Eating Tree, which had been burned by fire several times in a row, finally couldn't contain its inner anger.

"If I don't show my power, do you really think I'm a sick cat that's easy to bully?" It roared angrily, the sound deafening.

The spirit-eating tree immediately turned around and stared at Lin Xian'er with a proud and arrogant look.

In an instant, countless thick branches waved wildly in the air like nimble giant pythons, bringing up gusts of sharp wind. The momentum was so majestic that it was intimidating.

Soon, these dense branches rushed towards Lin Xian'er like a tide, as if to swallow her completely.

Seeing this, many people wanted to help. However, at this critical moment, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, a series of shrill screams were heard, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

It turned out that the flame controlled by Lin Xian'er was incredibly powerful. Once those seemingly ferocious branches came into contact with the flame, they instantly burned and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the fire on the battlefield became more and more fierce, and the raging flames spread wildly like an out-of-control beast.

The spirit-eating tree looked extremely embarrassed. It fled in panic, leaving a mess wherever it passed.

The people from the evil sect who were originally here were also scared out of their wits. They were in a panic and the scene was in chaos. It was a mess.

In comparison, those who practice immortal cultivation are much luckier.

As early as when Lin Xian'er started to use fire magic, the disciples of Xiaoyun Sect quickly evacuated them from the danger zone.

As time went on, the fire on the Soul-Eating Tree became more and more intense, and eventually, it was no longer able to resist the terrifying flames.

After uttering an extremely miserable wail, the entire huge body of the Spirit-Eating Tree gradually transformed into a small ball of light emitting a faint glow.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xian'er, who had been paying close attention to the situation of the Spirit-Eating Tree, stretched out her hand without hesitation and grasped the ball of light tightly with lightning speed.

Then, with a thought, she carefully sent the ball of light into her sea of ​​consciousness, allowing it to slowly merge with the Soul-Devouring Tree in her body.

At that moment, Wuming, who was hiding in the secret room of the evil sect's main hall, suddenly spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

His face instantly turned as pale as iron, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He endured the severe pain, his figure flashed, and he rushed out of the secret room like a ghost.

At the same time, the people from the evil sect who were at the scene went completely insane after witnessing this scene.

Their eyes were bloodshot and they roared loudly, as if they had lost their minds and launched a frantic revenge against the cultivators present.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with the flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers, the deafening shouts of killing, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Among the many cultivators, the battle was the most brutal where Lin Xian'er was.

Those people from the evil sect attacked her recklessly like moths to a flame, and their attack was unprecedentedly fierce.

Faced with such a surging wave of attacks, even the battle-hardened He Yu and Ren Ming couldn't help but feel frightened.

However, for Lin Xian'er, regret was useless now that things had come to this point.

After all, the Soul-Eating Tree had already lost all life in her hands and died completely, and no one could revive it.

So, Lin Xian'er took a deep breath and quickly mobilized the latent supernatural power in her body, continuously gathering it between her hands.

As she waved her arm lightly, dazzling rays of light whizzed out and turned into a solid shield, resisting wave after wave of fierce attacks from the evil sect.

But at this moment, an extremely powerful and heart-pounding pressure suddenly came from behind Lin Xian'er. Almost subconsciously, she immediately cast an indestructible protective shield, wrapping herself tightly in it.

In an instant, a loud "boom" was heard throughout the sky, and the dark power surging in Wuming's hands slammed into the protective shield generated by the system like a raging wave.

The shock wave generated by the collision between the two swept in all directions with the force of a tidal wave. The surrounding buildings and the ground collapsed one after another, raising a cloud of dust.

Wuming frowned, his fierce attack instantly dissipating. He and Lin Xian'er stood face to face in silence, the tension so intense it seemed to freeze.

In the blink of an eye, Wuming's slender and powerful right hand suddenly raised up, and a powerful and invisible suction force suddenly burst out.

An immortal cultivator not far away had no time to react at all, and was caught by an invisible giant hand, flying towards Wuming involuntarily.

When the immortal cultivator approached Wuming, a horrifying scene happened - Wuming opened his mouth and bit the other's neck.

In an instant, a stream of scarlet blood gushed out and splashed in the air like a blooming blood-red flower.

At the same time, a strange aura emanated from Wuming's body, madly devouring the cultivator's spiritual power and blood essence.

In just a few moments, the unfortunate cultivator turned into a shriveled and pale corpse, and fell limply to the ground as if the source of life had been drained away.

Witnessing such a tragic scene, the other cultivators present were all shocked and angry.

They stared at Wuming with their eyes wide open, almost popping out of their sockets, with rage burning in their eyes, wishing they could rush forward and tear this demon into pieces.

However, just when some young and energetic disciples were ready to act recklessly, the top figures of various forces looked at each other at the same time.

These shrewd people were obviously well aware of the consequences of acting rashly at this time, so they took action to stop their impulsive disciples.

"Calm down, don't be impulsive," one of the elders whispered, "This guy's strength is unfathomable. If we rush in rashly like this, we'll only end up dead."

Although they were filled with resentment, upon hearing the elders' orders, those impulsive disciples had to suppress their anger and temporarily hold back their murderous intent.

After all, no one wants to die in vain.

When Wuming appeared, everyone from the Evil Sect quickly gathered behind him like well-trained soldiers, standing in a neat and orderly manner. Everyone had a solemn expression on their face, quietly waiting for the sect leader to give orders.

The cold aura emanating from them seemed to be able to freeze the surrounding air into ice.

At this time, Lin Xian'er's heart was already filled with fear.

She widened her eyes and stared at the terrifying figure in front of her - Wuming.

There was still blood at the corner of Wuming's mouth, and his ferocious face was chilling.