The figure in the mist was still writhing.
The crimson-glowing roots occasionally stirred the clouds, but without destroying their structure. Instead, they made the clouds condense even more tightly.
The persistent mist hanging over the Heaven's End Mountain Range seemed to be the vine's handiwork as well.
It had thrown the entire Heaven's End Mountain World into chaos, collapsing its ecosystem and devastating its lifeforms...
What was terrifying was that if what the Black Shadow said was true, this vine might be doing the same thing in other worlds. With no one to stop it, its influence was only growing.
The Black Shadow's words sounded very sincere. Ever since it learned that Mo Ling came from human society, it hadn't attacked him again.
But the Black Shadow's identity was still questionable. It was still shrouded in layers of mystery, and Mo Ling couldn't just blindly trust its words.
