"Phew!"
Having landed once more, Lin Fan's expression had involuntarily turned serious.
The scene before him of green mountains and clear waters was completely disconnected from what had just happened.
"What's wrong?"
Xu Zhi Rou, noticing Lin Fan's troubled look, quickly spoke up to ask.
"This time, we may have truly underestimated our enemy."
As Lin Fan spoke, he raised his hand.
A powerful blast of wind roared towards a large tree in the distance.
Accompanied by a crisp crack, the tree, which would take three to five people to encircle, collapsed with a loud crash.
Countless birds were startled into the sky.
"What does that mean?"
Xu Zhi Rou, looking at the fallen tree, truly didn't understand why Lin Fan had done that.
"Look again."
Without explaining, Lin Fan merely pointed towards the direction of the tree.
Xu Zhi Rou, curious, turned her head and was immediately dumbfounded by the astonishing sight.
