According to Lu Zhiwei's reclusive nature in earlier years, the number of cultivators she knew outside the sect was indeed not many.
Especially in the Qi Kingdom.
Rustle, rustle, rustle.
The Tree Demon shook its branches and leaves, creating a rustling sound, as layers of spiritual power surged across its massive body, appearing very conspicuous.
The Foundation Establishment Demon Power was fully released at this moment, becoming visible to the naked eye, presenting a translucent silvery white.
From a distance, Lu Zhiwei carefully observed the person fighting with the Tree Demon.
She found the figure to be very familiar.
It was a young man in a silver robe with cloud patterns.
In his movements, there was a lack of the steadiness typical of youth, instead, a touch of liveliness and agility more akin to a teenager.
The flying sword continuously slashed at the Tree Demon's body under his control but was repeatedly deflected due to the Tree Demon's strong defense.
