Chronicles of the Green Vine: A Mortal’s Path to Immortality

Now, turning to Zhang Ling's side, he watched as sections of dark red tendrils surged from the stone house before him, his expression shifting slightly.

These tendrils writhed like strange snakes, covered in dark red scales. At first glance, it seemed as if countless bizarre snakes had appeared, but as his divine sense probed, he sensed a unique wood-spirit energy within them.

"No, this isn't a demonic beast; it's actually a demonic vine."

With whooshing sounds tearing through the air, dark red vines as thick as arms shot out, piercing like sharp spears.

At this moment, Zhang Ling had regained his composure. With a blank expression, he waved his hand, and two flying swords transformed into dozens of streaks of azure light, slashing at the vines.

However, when the sword light struck the vines, crisp, metallic clangs echoed. Though he could still sever the vines, it seemed somewhat laborious.

His flying swords had been refined for so long that they could easily slice through ordinary magical artifacts, but he hadn't expected these strange vines to be so tough.

While Zhang Ling was surprised, his hands didn't slow down. He summoned the Earth Element Gourd, and a large expanse of Heavenly Star Sand poured out, transforming into quicksand.

With a rustling sound, a thick wall of sand blocked the incoming vines.

Simultaneously, he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of yellow light, which merged into the sand mass, causing the entire mass to light up with a gray-white glow.

The vines entangled within immediately slowed down considerably. Upon closer inspection, countless grains of sand, like a layer of gray-white light, continuously adhered to the vines.

In the blink of an eye, the dark red vines turned gray-white, coated with a layer of gray-white stone powder.

This was precisely the Petrification Spiritual Light he had cultivated. The vines were all petrified.

With his current cultivation level, he no longer needed to borrow the Earthly Fiend Earth Spirit to cast this divine power; he could use it at will.

The Petrification Spiritual Light spread continuously along the vines, and the vines still writhing inside the stone house stiffened and were petrified in moments.

At this moment, Zhang Ling's divine sense also probed into the stone house, where he saw the main body of these vines: a massive vine several tens of feet thick, like countless giant snakes entwined together, also covered with dense scales.

It looked more like a strange tree, with countless arm-thick dark red vines growing from it.

The entire space within the stone house was covered with these vines.

Just then, cracking and shattering sounds rang out. The main body of the vine seemed to sense danger and actively severed the branches petrified by the Petrification Spiritual Light.

Then, the main vine trunk twisted strangely, blooming like a flower. Even more peculiar was that these vines seemed to be wrapped around something.

Zhang Ling's divine sense probed into it and saw an oval object about the size of a watermelon.

"What is this? Could it be the fruit of the demonic vine?"

This thought popped into his mind, but upon closer inspection, the object was not a fruit, because he sensed a life force within it, like an egg.

The moment this egg-like oval object was exposed, it emitted a burst of seven-colored light.

His eyes were instantly filled with vibrant colors, which looked quite dazzling.

Roar!

Immediately following, Zhang Ling heard a dragon's roar. The sound was not loud, but it was very strange. Hearing it, he sensed a terrifying spiritual pressure emanating from the egg.

Zhang Ling's expression changed instantly. When he looked at the egg again, the spiritual pressure that had erupted from it vanished in an instant. At the same time, the seven-colored halo surrounding it also dimmed, and the entire egg became dark and dull, as if it had lost its vitality.

This sudden change made Zhang Ling frown, wondering if he had sensed it incorrectly. His divine sense instantly wrapped around the egg again, but he could no longer sense any aura.

It was as if the egg had truly lost all life and become a dead egg.

In the moment he was stunned, the unfolded vines made a rustling sound. The several thick vines that had separated from the main body were cracking with fine lines. Many dark red vines grew out again, snapping in the air.

With a thought, Zhang Ling sent the Heavenly Star Sand surging over, petrifying the vines once more.

Streaks of azure sword light slashed across the petrified vines, and the vines shattered into a large pile like broken stone pillars.

A moment later, everything returned to calm. Zhang Ling stood in front of the main trunks of the vine, examining them closely.