Chương 1125: Sad Little White

"Swish!"

Outside a forest in the Prison of Wood, a blood-red ray of sword light was whooshing by. Some red trees were torn apart one by one. The ray stopped after nine miles. That was to say, the trees within this area were all cut open.

Those were not the regular trees. They were called Fire Stones, which implied that the trees were as stiff as stones scorched by fire. It would take a Human Sovereign Realm warrior quite some time to cut the trees which were the most solid ones in the Prison of Wood.

"Swish—"

Soon, another blood-red ray of sword light came out. This time, this ray was thicker than the previous one and carried more power.

"Bang, bang, bang!"