The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 2339: Is This... a Willow Tree?

"Withered Wood."

Flowing Cloud smiled and explained, "I possess a Wood Spirit Physique, aligned with the wood element of the Five Elements, hence all my divine skills are wood attribute abilities. ’Withered Wood’ is one such skill. Its power is average, but it’s convenient and handy to use, so I employ it quite frequently."

After a pause, Flowing Cloud added, "The Withered Wood skill is notably effective when the difference in strength is substantial. However, if both parties are closely matched in strength, its effect is considerably reduced."

Carson Flores suddenly understood; the nature of this Withered Wood skill seemed similar to his True Solar Fire.

As he gazes upon his own True Solar Fire, the target is burned, while Flowing Cloud simply looks, and the opponent’s body transforms entirely into wood. The greater the difference in strength, the more pronounced the effect!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The grand and resonant sound of the bell echoed throughout the Illusory Moon Sect. Countless terrifying qi surged skyward, and even Carson Flores, sheltered in his cave mansion, felt a tremor of alarm.

"Let’s go and see what the commotion is about."

Flowing Cloud stepped outside the cave mansion, and the prohibition of the cave mansion melted away like ice and snow under the blazing sun.

The three emerged from the cave mansion, finding the sky crowded with people, each exuding a murderous aura and a formidable presence. More disciples of the Illusory Moon Sect stood afar, observing from a distance.

Magnus Flores stood at the center of the group, reporting quietly to those beside him.

At the forefront of the crowd stood Fitzroy Flores, Sect Master of the Illusory Moon Sect, his voice like thunder echoing through the Nine Heavens, "Since you have come to my Illusory Moon Sect stirring trouble, shouldn’t you at least give your name?"

Flowing Cloud smiled slightly, "There’s no point in talking so much. Let’s have a fight first; we’ll talk afterwards."

Fitzroy Flores frowned, feeling the obvious pressure from the other’s forceful demeanor.

From Magnus Flores, he had learned that Flowing Cloud had managed to transform Mr. James into a treeman merely by looking at him, which indicates that Flowing Cloud’s power was at least of a Great Land Immortal caliber, if not stronger.

Initially, Fitzroy Flores wanted to probe the other’s origins before deciding, but the other party offered him no such opportunity.

Fitzroy Flores, angered, said, "Enemies should be reconciled and not created. I kindly asked, but you act so arrogant, without giving a single reason. Do you think my Illusory Moon Sect is easy to bully?"

Flowing Cloud nodded, "When Magnus Flores sent people to kill us and feed us to demonic beasts, he didn’t even ask for my name. When it comes to killing, there’s no need to ask names. Why is it that when it’s my turn, a reason or identity is needed?"

Flowing Cloud’s words stirred the entire Illusory Moon Sect, their gaze uniformly falling upon Magnus Flores.

Sweat poured from Magnus Flores’ forehead, as he forcefully explained, "It was you hiding, indistinctly not willing to speak much. How could I be blamed for not asking?"

Flowing Cloud chuckled, without answering Magnus Flores, his gaze landing on Fitzroy Flores. "You’re the Sect Master, right? Who’s coming first? Or would you all like to come at once?"

Flowing Cloud’s words aroused anger throughout the Illusory Moon Sect.

Come all at once?

Is he looking down on the Illusory Moon Sect?

Fitzroy Flores’ expression hardened. He didn’t reply but turned to glance at those beside him.

Zavian Hartman, Supreme Elder of the Illusory Moon Sect, stepped out, speaking solemnly, "You arrive alone, and if my Illusory Moon Sect overwhelms with numbers, it would smear our name. I am Zavian Hartman, Supreme Elder of the Illusory Moon Sect, please teach me."

Flowing Cloud smiled faintly and did not speak; he merely extended his hand, gesturing for him to proceed.

Fitzroy Flores raised his hand, waving it towards the back, "Activate the Mountain Protection Array."

Everyone retreated, leaving space for Flowing Cloud and Zavian Hartman. Simultaneously, the sect’s Great Formation activated, ensuring their battle wouldn’t destroy the internal structures of the sect due to excessive ferocity.

Zavian Hartman stepped forward, his body instantly vanishing into the air as if he became invisible.

Carson Flores watched from afar, surprised internally. Spatial divine power?

Invisibility?

Carson Flores extended his senses outward but couldn’t detect any trace of Zavian Hartman.

Indeed impressive!

If they couldn’t locate the person, how could they fight?

How would Flowing Cloud handle this?

Carson Flores turned to look at Flowing Cloud, only to find Flowing Cloud still calm and unperturbed, showing no sign of surprise.

He merely spread out his hand, and a walnut-sized seed floated over his head.

Countless transparent threads extended from the seed, reaching towards his forehead. Meanwhile, the seed began to sprout, grow branches, expand.

The seed’s growth was astonishingly rapid; in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a towering giant tree, with numerous branches cascading down from its top, swaying in the wind.

Carson Flores blinked, a look of astonishment in his eyes.

This is a... willow tree?

A towering willow tree reaching the Heavenly Dome, standing tall into the clouds!

The willow tree’s innumerable branches bore thick spiritual energy, lush green and dripping.

Just as Carson Flores was amazed by this spontaneously manifested tree, a spatial rift, like a black lightning bolt, suddenly appeared mid-air, slicing towards Flowing Cloud.

Flowing Cloud didn’t move at all, but the willow branches behind him suddenly sprang into action, whipping like countless whips towards the black rift.

The black rift sliced through the verdant willow branches, instantly destroying them, yet many more branches stood in front.

After cutting through seven or eight drooping willow branches, the black rift vanished into the void.

Carson Flores’ eyes widened, his gaze filled with shock.

Isn’t this too exaggerated?

That Void Slaying felt capable of severing the Heavenly Dome itself, yet it only cut seven or eight willow branches?

This towering willow tree has more than tens of thousands of branches!