Meanwhile,

In the northern part of the Yu Xiu Marsh, Hua Zhi was embroiled in a fierce battle.

Suspended mid-air, a crimson bird with a wingspan of about ten feet flapped its wings, shaking off numerous red feathers like flames. The feathers ignited in the air, transforming into fist-sized fireballs that rained down on Hua Zhi below.

Realizing there was nowhere to hide, Hua Zhi plunged his hands into the ground, and dozens of vines instantly shot up from the earth. Interlacing and entwining, they formed a dark purple vine cage around and above him.