At that moment, Yuan Ming was suspended upside down, unable to free himself, yet he did not panic.
With a single hand, he raised the White Bone Knife and it flashed out, attempting to sever another blood vine wrapped around his ankle. But no matter how he chopped, not even a scratch appeared on the blood vine.
He frowned and pinched a spell with one hand. A Magic Formula flashed and disappeared into the White Bone Knife, igniting pale flames on the blade once more.
The White Bone Knife moved again, leaving a streak of light, and a white fiery arc landed on the blood vine.
The originally tough blood vine turned white and rigid under the pale flames, and when slashed by the falling bone knife, it only made a crisp sound before shattering into pieces.
Yuan Ming was delighted and dealt with another blood vine in the same way. He fell from the sky, casting to stand on the water's surface, only to look up and see that Hua Zhi was struggling in a tough battle.
