Fall: Rebirth

As the night deepened, a strange and mysterious atmosphere filled the Nether Forest. The entire forest seemed to be covered by a layer of shadow, making people shudder.

At this time, Huanyang led his team on a night patrol.

Each team member held a specially made lantern in his hand, and the faint and dim light barely illuminated the narrow path ahead.

Although the brightness of these lanterns is limited, once lit, they are difficult to extinguish, and the vengeful spirit tree is particularly afraid of the light emitted when they burn.

The team members moved lightly through the dense woods, taking gentle steps and not daring to make the slightest sound.

They always remain highly alert, with their ears keenly listening to any unusual sounds or movements around them. Every step they take is filled with caution and tension, fearing that they will alert potential dangers. Every slight movement will arouse their vigilance.

They knew that in this mysterious Nether Forest, there were countless unknown dangers and secrets hidden.

As they were walking, Huanyang suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the front. He signaled the team to stop and quietly went forward to check.

Closer to the source of the sound, he saw a huge vengeful tree trembling in pain, as if it was suffering from some kind of torture.

When the strong bloody smell emanated from Huanyang's wound, the vengeful spirit tree seemed to be enraged, and it danced countless thick vines wildly, like a group of hungry snakes, pouncing towards Huanyang with bared fangs and claws.

Huanyang was shocked and flashed past like lightning. He tapped the ground with his toes and leaped back like an arrow.

His movements were quick and agile, and as he jumped, his body was slightly bent and his arms swung naturally to maintain balance.

At the same time, his eyes were focused and alert, staring closely at the vines in front of him, not daring to relax at all.

After landing, he raised the flaming sword in his hand without hesitation and chopped it hard at the resentful spirit tree.

The moment the flaming sword came into contact with the evil spirit tree, a dazzling fire suddenly erupted, like a gorgeous firework blooming in the night sky.

Accompanied by the sharp and piercing screams of the vengeful spirit tree, the sound seemed to be able to penetrate the human eardrum and make people shudder.

However, surprisingly, the powerful force of the flaming sword did not seem to cause any substantial damage to the Wraith Tree.

Deep cracks appeared on the trunk of the Wrathful Spirit Tree, and black juice flowed out from the cracks, dripping onto the ground, making a "sizzling" sound, as if telling of its pain.

Its branches twisted and struggled wildly in the air, as if trying to break free from the flaming sword.

Huanyang murmured in astonishment: "What on earth is going on?" His eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement.

Then, Huanyang tightly grasped the flaming sword and tried to attack again, but the Wrathful Spirit Tree suddenly extended countless black tentacles and attacked Huanyang like a poisonous snake.

Huanyang quickly dodged to the side, but was still hit on the arm by a tentacle and felt a sharp pain.

At this moment, Yan Lan and Min Ye were sitting comfortably in front of the chessboard outside the Nether Forest, immersed in a wonderful game of chess, while also looking forward to Huan Yang successfully completing his patrol mission and returning.

However, at this moment, a mysterious and strange light flashed across the sky at an astonishing speed like a meteor, and rushed straight into the Nether Forest.

"It seemed like something flew in just now?" Min Ye keenly noticed the unusual situation. He raised his head with curiosity and asked casually.

Yan Lan also followed Min Ye's gaze, but before he could respond, he saw a snow-white figure flash by at an extremely fast speed like a flying bird.

Yan Lan felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart and turned his head involuntarily, eager to see who this uninvited guest was.

As the person got closer, Yan Lan finally saw clearly that it was Yi Chun!

At this time, Yi Chun looked back and saw Yan Lan and Min Ye here, so she floated down lightly from the air.

"Hey, isn't this Yi Chun? You are not wearing shoes so late at night, with disheveled hair, what are you doing in our Minglin?" After seeing who it was, Min Ye couldn't help but stand up and tease him.

"Stop talking nonsense! This general has chased the sinner who escaped from the land of exile here. Have you seen it?" Yi Chun, holding a spear in his hand, looked at Yan Lan and Min Ye sharply, and questioned in a cold tone.

Yan Lan and Min Ye couldn't help but look at each other when they heard Yi Chun's words.

"Could it be that the light just now..." Min Ye spoke while pointing in the direction of the Netherworld Forest.

Following the direction of his finger, Yi Chun saw a faint light, as if it was the manifestation of some mysterious power.

From Minye's actions, Yi Chun realized that the God of Sin had escaped into the woods, so before Minye could finish his words, Yi Chun flew towards the woods.

"Hey...it's very dangerous inside at night!" Min Ye shouted anxiously as he watched Yi Chun disappear quickly. His voice echoed in the air, carrying a hint of helplessness and worry.

Unfortunately, Yi Chun was far away at this time and could not hear what he said. Her figure was like a ghost, and she disappeared into the entrance in the blink of an eye, as if she had never appeared.

At the same time, Huanyang was concentrating on fighting fiercely with the vengeful spirit tree.

The vines of the vengeful spirit tree were as flexible as snakes. They quickly stretched out towards Huanyang, trying to wrap him tightly.

Huanyang dodged the attack of the vines. The sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and every swing of the sword was fierce, cutting through the vines of the Wrathful Spirit Tree like a gust of wind.

However, the vengeful spirit tree seemed to have endless vitality. Its vines continued to grow and attack Huanyang.

Sweat gradually seeped out of Huanyang's forehead, but his eyes were firm and he did not back down.

Huanyang dodged swiftly, swinging his flaming sword and slashing at the vines with precision. Every time he swung the sword, a string of sparks flew up, and it pounced on the Wrathful Spirit Tree like a fire dragon, making a "crackling" sound.

Huanyang's movements were swift and powerful, his eyes focused and determined, as if he was fighting a life-and-death battle with a powerful enemy.

During the battle, Huanyang used his fire-controlling skills from time to time. He clasped his hands together and balls of flames gushed out from his hands, pouncing on the resentful spirit tree like a fire dragon with bared fangs and claws.

The flames burned the branches and leaves of the Ghost Tree, making crackling sounds, and the Ghost Tree trembled in pain.

At this moment, Yan Lan and Min Ye hurried over. After looking at each other, they quickly integrated into the tense atmosphere on the scene.

Yan Lan just stretched out his hand slightly, easily took down the lantern held by one of his men, and smashed it hard at the resentful spirit tree.

With a dull "bang", the lantern hit the vengeful tree heavily.

Then, Yanlan, Huanyang and Minye each performed their unique fire-controlling techniques. For a moment, flames shot up into the sky around the Wrathful Spirit Tree, as brilliant and dazzling as fireworks.

In an instant, three flames of completely different shapes rose into the air like fire dragons, gushing out violently.

The fire dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws, and every scale of the dragon flashed with dazzling light, as if it was going to burn the entire world to ashes.

At the same time, the unique flammable material in the lantern was instantly ignited, and the raging fire was like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and tightly surrounding the vengeful spirit tree.

The vengeful spirit tree emitted bursts of shrill screams, and the sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, making people shudder.

In the blink of an eye, the vengeful spirit tree was burned to ashes and disappeared in the dense forest.

"Why are you here?" Huanyang asked puzzledly while retracting his sword and looking at Yanlan and Minye.

Yan Lan frowned and answered solemnly, "Yi Chun went into the woods." His voice was low and anxious, as if he was suppressing his inner uneasiness.

"What?" Huanyang's face suddenly turned into astonishment, and his voice revealed a hint of anxiety. His eyes were full of worry and fear, as if he had lost his soul.