After being read by the mind, my apprentice wanted to rebel

Just as he was struggling, Bao Xiaowen's anxious voice came over: "Third Master, wait a moment. I anticipated this situation, so I brought some high-level detoxification pills. They'll definitely help with any poison. Even if they can't completely detoxify, they can help everyone recover quickly and buy more time."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to feed the pills to those who were poisoned, his eyes full of anxiety and worry. He hoped that he could complete this tedious process as quickly as possible, because time was really running out.

Before long, amidst everyone's anticipation and waiting, the effects of the medicine began to gradually take effect. Everyone seemed to have gained a glimmer of hope, and their physical strength slowly recovered. Lin Xian'er keenly sensed that the time had come. With a serious expression, she quickly said, "Let's go."

Those concise yet powerful words held boundless determination, as if announcing the impending battle of life and death. Sure enough, the terrifying aura grew closer, as if the Grim Reaper's scythe was quietly approaching. Everyone realized they had to race against time to escape this perilous place.

Lin Xian'er's nimble figure was like a phantom. She brandished her weapon, leading the group behind her in a swift retreat. Their steps were hurried, as if every step carried the pressure of life and death, fearing that even a moment of pause would engulf them in the terrifying crisis.

The men in black who stood still, each one as resolute as a rock, their eyes gleaming with ferocity, ready to pursue and annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop. However, just as they were about to take a step forward, the man in black who had been sent ahead to scout the situation rushed back like a frightened beast. His face was filled with terror, and he shouted loudly, "Run! Run! Run!" The sound was sharp and shrill, as if it could penetrate the eardrums and reach the deepest fear in the heart.

The next second, something horrifying happened. The man in black shuddered violently, and then a dark aura surged from his body. His soul, as if grasped by an invisible hand, detached itself from his body and flew rapidly backward. The soul traced a strange arc through the air, as if driven by some sinister force, before disappearing into the night.

This sudden scene, like a bolt from the blue, completely shocked everyone present. They stared blankly at the departing soul, their hearts filled with endless fear and confusion.

Phantom was a seasoned leader. After a brief moment of shock, he acted decisively and quickly. He shouted loudly, directing his men to retreat along with Lin Xian'er.

Everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, came to their senses, and ran away, leaving only the silent battlefield.

Soon, a towering tree, reaching into the clouds, suddenly emerged from the previously peaceful area, as if driven by a mysterious force. As if possessing a consciousness of its own, the tree slowly twisted its sturdy body a few times, as if stretching its muscles. Then, with lightning speed, as if locked onto a specific target, it sped towards the spot where Lin Xian'er had placed the spiritual spring water.

And right there, a small, delicate golden snake had already been coiled, leisurely drinking the precious spiritual spring water. This little golden snake radiated a lively light, its tiny eyes gleaming with cunning, as if filled with curiosity about everything around it.

The thousand-year-old Soul-Devouring Tree shook its massive leaves, seemingly letting out a low roar. Then, like sharp arrows, its roots, deeply rooted in the earth, instantly plunged into the basin of spiritual spring water. Immediately afterwards, the crystal-clear spiritual spring water vanished at a visible speed, as if devoured by the greedy thousand-year-old Soul-Devouring Tree.

The little golden snake noticed something strange about the spiritual spring water and immediately widened its round snake eyes in dissatisfaction, spitting out its tongue, as if expressing its anger and dissatisfaction. It muttered to itself, "This guy is still as annoying as ever, always stealing my things."

As the spiritual spring water gradually disappeared, the Ten Thousand Year Soul Devouring Tree also seemed unhappy. Its massive trunk swayed slightly, as if protesting something. It thought to itself, "I haven't even started to drink the delicious spiritual spring water yet, why is it gone?"

The ten-thousand-year-old Soul-Devouring Tree shook itself vigorously once more, as if to vent its inner discontent. Then, its thick branches shot out like an arrow, carrying a powerful aura as it swiftly advanced towards Lin Xian'er and the others. Its keen perception told it that the person still had some spiritual spring water remaining within them, and it was determined to obtain it to satisfy its thirst.

As the Ten Thousand Years Soul-Eating Tree began to move, the petite golden snake seemed to sense something and, after a brief pause, followed without hesitation. Its nimble body weaved through the grass, seemingly blending in with its surroundings, revealing an innate spirituality.

Phantom, leading a group of black-clad men, was already some distance behind Lin Xian'er and the others. Now, as they were gradually approached by the terrifying Ten Thousand Years Soul-Devouring Tree, an indescribable fear welled up in their hearts.

They looked back in horror, only to see the towering tree, soaring into the sky as if to pierce the heavens, slowly spreading its massive branches like a behemoth, ready to devour. Just that one glance was like an invisible force easily absorbing their souls, plunging them into endless darkness and terror.

Phantom gritted her teeth, swallowing the fear within, trying to steady her shaky spirit. She watched helplessly as her men dwindled, feeling a surge of despair and unwillingness. She knew she couldn't just sit there and wait for death, or they would all be wiped out.

So, Phantom resolutely pulled up the last two remaining people and, using his mysterious technique, instantly erupted with a powerful force, dashing forward like an arrow from a bow. They shuttled through the dense forest, but the thousand-year-old soul-devouring tree behind them pursued them relentlessly, as if to devour them completely.