The Burning Spirit Scripture and the Fire Metal Sword Technique fused together, and the spiritual fire that was refined was extremely terrifying. It spread toward the mysterious tree. It let out a shrill scream.
At the same time, the entire forest of mysterious trees seemed to have been alarmed. Countless pitch-black vines soared and attacked Jiang Ming.
Below, the entire forest erupted with ear-piercing screeches, as if countless little demons were howling.
Jiang Ming endured the pain in his meridians and circulated the Burning Spirit Scripture with all his might, preparing to burn the trees to ashes.
However, just as Jiang Ming was about to make his move, a hurried and agile voice suddenly sounded from afar.
"Freeze!"
In the sky, a purple light rippled and instantly swept across.
The cold wind carried by the tree vines brushed against his face. Jiang Ming was surprised to find that the tree vines that rushed into the air stopped at the same time, as if they were fixed in the air by an unknown mysterious force.
The screams below also stopped in an instant. Hundreds of those trees were actually suppressed by a light spell and could not move.
"What kind of expert is this?" Jiang Ming's heart trembled.
Each of these trees had the strength of a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. The few tall trees in the deepest part even contained the power of a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Even if it was Jiang Ming, it would take a lot of effort to get rid of these trees, and it was even more impossible to suppress them with a spell.
Moreover, this mysterious person was probably not simple.
"Hmm?" However, in just a moment, Jiang Ming's face revealed a stunned expression.
He could already make out the appearance of the person who had come. It was a little girl, who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. She had a wooden hairpin that looked like a butterfly on her head. She had a delicate and energetic appearance. She wore a dark purple gauze dress and had a mysterious beauty about her.
The aura of this little girl was actually only around the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. It was even a little erratic, as if she had just broken through not long ago.
Although it was already extremely monstrous for an eleven or twelve-year-old to be able to break through to the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, Jiang Ming also knew that looks were just a facade. Who knew how old this little girl was? What shocked Jiang Ming the most was her ability.
She could cast a spell that could directly suppress so many tree spirits at the Foundation Establishment Realm. This was a little too demonic.
"Mister, are you alright?" the little girl stopped in front of Jiang Ming in a hurry and asked anxiously.
"Uh… I'm fine." Although Jiang Ming was still vigilant, his divine will could already feel the other party's kindness, and a smile appeared on his face.
"It's good that you're fine." The little girl quickly patted her chest and smiled, revealing her white teeth. "These Ghost Trees are actually not evil. It's just that too many people have passed by during this period of time. They have been disturbed as well as hurt. That's why they are subconsciously hostile to humans!"
"Ghost Trees?" Jiang Ming was slightly surprised.
He seemed to have read about the Ghost Tree in some ancient texts. It was a kind of ghost that did not originate from living beings. It was a monster formed by some strange tree species condensing the ghost Qi underground. It was also a kind of treasure that could be used to refine some special pills.
However, with Jiang Ming's current cultivation and background, he had no interest in these horrifying Ghost Trees.
Then, he looked at the little girl with a strange gaze and suddenly had some theories about her identity.
Even if these Ghost Trees were not ordinary monsters, to be able to easily suppress them with an early-stage Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation was rather shocking. It seemed like there was only one sect in the Feather Kingdom that specialized in this.
It was one of the six blessed lands, the Ghost Spirit Sect. It specialized in the cultivation of Ghost Fiends, and its methods were mysterious and unfathomable. It was rumored that the sect's founder dug out an ancient book from an era ago from the ground and established this sect.
"It should be about right." Jiang Ming thought to himself. He saw an inconspicuous patch on the corner of the little girl's clothes. It was the Ghost Spirit Sect's emblem recorded in the ancient texts.
"I didn't meet any Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators along the way. I didn't expect to meet them here," Jiang Ming thought to himself. It seemed that the opportunities in the depths of the snowy valley were indeed extraordinary. Even the people of the Ghost Spirit Sect came here.
According to various sources, this sect had always been inconspicuous. If it was not for the fact that they had more people than the Chasing Moon Lake, they might be the sect with the least presence in the Feather Kingdom. They rarely took the initiative to contact other sects. It was rumored that most of the cultivators in the sect were loners and did not like to pay attention to outsiders.
"However, this seems to be different from the texts." Jiang Ming looked at the lively and enthusiastic little girl in front of him and felt that the legend was wrong.
Suddenly, another aura rapidly approached from afar, heading toward the two of them.
Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. The little girl in front of him quickly said, "Mister, don't worry. This is my master!"
A thin old man with gray hair and a gray beard flew over from afar and stood in front of the little girl. He looked at Jiang Ming in surprise.
"Fellow cultivator. Has my disciple offended you?" The old man was dressed in a pitch-black robe and his aura was old and wise. He was clearly an old cultivator who had been immersed in the Foundation Establishment Realm for more than a hundred years.
