There were ancient trees soaring dozens of zhang into the sky, crisscrossing thickets of menacing vines and shrubs, exquisitely blooming exotic flowers and herbs, and even humanoid treants and plant spirits formed from the essence of flora.
Lush and verdant, it was a place brimming with life.
An unknowing observer might have mistaken this for an oasis in the vast Desert Sea, a land teeming with life.
But right now, this land teeming with life was in no way inferior to Chu Mu's own Nine Dragon Divine Fire Array.
Every minute, every second, it was wantonly devouring the lives of countless Sand-tailed Scorpions.
Endless bloodshed erupted. After absorbing the gore, the lush greenery became visibly more vibrant. The flora grew rapidly, spreading outward as if to compete with the endless swarm of Sand-tailed Scorpions for territory and the very space to exist.
