ang Feng was boxed in. Even with wings, he couldn’t escape, now caught as if in a net. "Damn it!" Tendrils coiled, forming a large sphere around Yang Feng. His thunder power proved useless against the resilient vines. "Yang Feng~" "Feng-ge~" With their friend trapped, Mo Hancheng and Xue Ying were desperate, their own predicaments forgotten. "You forced me to this!" "Ah!~" A massive bolt of thunder struck, shattering the encircling vines and sending fragments falling from the sky. His Wings of Thunder glowing intimidatingly, Yang Feng scared the plant momentarily, though it knew the lightning couldn't truly harm it. "Swish, swish, swish~" The wings transformed into numerous sharp feathers, surrounding Yang Feng and shooting towards the plant. "Crack, crack…" The feathers sliced through the vines effortlessly, cutting through them like butter, despite their toughness. The tendrils binding Mo Hancheng and Xue Ying were severed, allowing them to land safely. Yang Feng, eyes cold, stared at the massive plant below. “Plants fear fire—burn it!” “Where are we gonna find fire in the middle of nowhere?” “I’ve got it!” Smiling mischievously, Mo Hancheng retrieved special bombs from his backpack—their last two remaining ones—hoping they would do the trick. "Boom~" "Boom~" With Yang Feng drawing the plant's fire from above, Mo Hancheng detonated the bombs, the ensuing heat and flames setting the plant’s vines ablaze. The flames spread, consuming the plant's tendrils and charring its root system. "Let's go!" The trio left, assuming the plant defeated, unaware that a charred root fragment burrowed underground. "Sigh!" "Wildfires can't destroy it, the spring breeze will bring it back to life..." Chapter 35: The Battle Between Tiger and Python Leaving the territory of the carnivorous plant, the trio felt a lingering fear. That creature was resilient, like it was indestructible. Even Yang Feng's thunder power had little effect on it. They hoped it was the only one in this forest because encountering it again without bombs would mean certain death. "The sunset is beautiful, but twilight is near." As the sun set, the dense forest grew darker. Though it wasn't pitch black, the dim light hindered their vision. Luckily, their eyesight was better than the average person’s, and Xue Ying's sight was exceptional, allowing her to navigate the dark forest as if it were daylight. "Roar~" As night fell, the forest's predators emerged to hunt. The sounds of their calls echoed through the dark woods, terrifying the smaller and weaker animals. Survival of the fittest, nature's law of the jungle. You either become the forest’s ruler or await your fate as prey. "Boom~" "Boom~" Sounds of a fight reached them. Yang Feng’s Wings of Thunder materiali
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