From the black roots, the curse of the strange tree demon gritting his teeth came.

"well!"

A sigh suddenly came from a certain direction.

The next moment.

A dead skin about the size of a meter appeared out of thin air, covering the small black root.

The black root whiskers who were about to escape seemed to be immersed in an instant. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape from the dead.

"You, who are you?!"

Not far from that small black root, a figure appeared out of thin air.

It was Yang Mo.

"You are...human?!How is it possible? How can you walk freely in this yin river of the Yellow Spring without any influence? Who are you?! Why can't you get along with my grandma?"

The shocked voice of the tree demon grandmother came from the black roots.

"It's ridiculous. You tried every means to kill me, but you didn't know who I am? However, these are no longer important, you can die with peace of mind."

Yang Mo said with a faint smile.

"It's you? No..."

As soon as the black root whiskers reacted, they suddenly felt endless pressure coming from around them.

The dead skin had already wrapped it tightly. After wrapping it up, it completely scattered its soul, and its roots turned into ashes, scattered into the underworld, and was instantly washed away without traces.
Chapter completed!