Chapter 1083: Chapter 677: Encirclement, Qin Tian Appears

On the desolate wilderness, the wind roared.

Eight masked attackers encircled Dongfang Haoyue in the center, only tens of meters away from him, maintaining a perfect distance between each other, forming an airtight encirclement, blocking all possible escape routes.

Dongfang Haoyue swept his gaze over these men, all wearing standard black masks. The masks had a faint spiritual energy fluctuation on their surfaces, able to shield from spiritual probing, making him unable to discern the true faces behind the masks.

But even though he couldn’t see the faces, he could still feel the gazes under those masks—cold, focused, with a trained killing intent.

These people’s presence was restrained yet their sharpness hidden; they were clearly veteran fighters.

"Attack!"

The masked attackers wasted no words. After Wei Dong was completely devoured by Wet Bone Willow, they attacked without hesitation, making lethal moves.

"Boom! Boom! Boom——"

Five Tier Six, three Tier Seven, eight powerful auras erupted simultaneously, like eight invisible mountains pressing down, firmly locking onto Dongfang Haoyue. Amidst the surging spiritual energy, even the ground beneath began to crack slightly.

Immediately, spiritual ability magic and sword light and sword qi poured down onto Dongfang Haoyue like a storm.

Someone formed seals with both hands, releasing several extremely condensed wind blades, tearing the air with sharp whistles, leaving pale white trails in the sky;

Someone wielded a long blade, slashing out a dark red blade light several meters long, sweeping through with scorching air waves, leaving a shallow charred mark wherever it passed;

Someone maneuvered from the side, silently and swiftly thrusting a dagger towards Dongfang Haoyue’s heart, moving with the lightness of a cat step, barely making any sound.

Every strike was fiercely lethal, perfectly coordinated.

Dongfang Haoyue’s eyes sharpened, neither retreating nor dodging.

In the next instant, a strong azure-green light enveloped him, instantly forming a thick Azure Wood Spirit Shield outside his body, wrapping him completely.

The shield’s surface flowed with faint wood grain textures, like a wall constructed from ancient wood.

"Thud—Thud—Thud—"

Blade lights struck the shield, emitting dull collision sounds, the shield’s surface slightly dented, then rebounded back to its original form; wind blades sliced through, leaving shallow white scratches soon filled by new wood textures; the dagger struck the shield, sparking tiny flares, leaving only a hair-thin mark.

The Azure Wood Shield trembled slightly, yet remained as resilient as millennium-old wood, deflecting all attacks.

Meanwhile, something suddenly grew from Dongfang Haoyue’s sleeve.

It was a slender willow branch, vibrant green throughout, emerging from the sleeve with astonishing speed, spreading and rooting. As the branch touched the ground, its roots pierced like swords into the earth, emitting a series of dense "puff puff" sounds, deeply embedding into the soil.

The trunk swiftly rose, sprouting, the bark visibly shifting from tender green to azure-gray, then to a dark, profound gold.

Within two breaths, a giant willow tree over twenty meters high rose from the ground, standing like a green fortress on the wilderness.

The willow tree was entirely a dark, profound gold color, its trunk forged from black iron, exuding a metallic cold radiance.

The robust trunk was covered in dense patterns, like ancient scripts engraved upon it, those patterns faintly emitting azure-green light, echoing with the spiritual energy glowing from Dongfang Haoyue.

The willow branches hung down, each as thick as an ancient spear, not swaying in the wind, but rather upright and solemn like suspended swords ready to strike.

The willow leaves were narrow and sharp as blades, their edges gleaming with a chilly shine, emitting a very faint buzz in the air, as if a thousand hummingbirds vibrated their wings simultaneously.

Dongfang Haoyue’s figure leaped, landing atop the highest branch of the willow tree, his robes fluttering wildly in the wind. Standing aloft, he gazed down at the masked attackers below, his eyes calm and indifferent.

"Companion Spirit Plant."

The masked attackers’ eyes sharp, they uniformly slowed their offensive.

Dongfang Clan members, whether direct lineage or side branch, typically select a companion spirit plant upon spirit awakening, carefully nurturing it from young, to grow alongside themselves.

In the lengthy growth process, they must not only provide spiritual energy and resources for the plant, but also foster mutual understanding, merging the plant with themselves.

The spirit plant nourishes the Spiritualist, the Spiritualist nurtures the spirit plant—this symbiotic relationship is the distinctive feature of the Dongfang Clan’s greatest abilities.

Judging by the appearance and aura of the willow tree, it was undoubtedly a Tier Seven spirit plant of the highest grade, its dark, profound gold trunk and blade-like willow leaves unmistakably indicating its extraordinary nature.

However, daring to act against Dongfang Haoyue meant they were prepared to face spirit plants.

"Kill!"

Several voices lowly commanded, launching their assault anew.

This time, their coordination was tighter and more ruthless.

Tier Six powerhouses distracted the willow branches from the sides with long-range magic, while Tier Seven powerhouses broke through frontally, the sword light like a practiced form, the sword shadows like rainbows, weaving a web of death in the air.

The willow tree moved.

A thousand and hundreds of willow branches rose simultaneously, like a thousand and hundreds of arms lifting weapons, the willow branches slicing the air, emitting nearly ear-piercing sharp sounds, stacked together, like a dense volley of arrows breaking through the air.

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