A Farmer's Journey To Immortality

Chapter 515: Improving the Bloodline Spell with Druidic Concepts

The vines grew fast—far faster than any ordinary Spirit spell.

They sprang outward in all directions, surrounding the fleeing elders.

Within moments, they twisted together, weaving into thick walls and arching up toward the sky.

The four sect elders skidded to a halt, their escape path completely blocked.

More vines followed. They crawled and spiraled through the air, joining above their heads. In just a few seconds, the entire area was enclosed in a dome of twisting, interlocking vines.

The sound of the night forest dotted by occasional distant cries of Spirit wolves and other nocturnal creatures faded away. All that remained was the soft rustle of leaves and the deep hum of Spirit energy in the air.

The elders turned back toward Aksai in shock. He was now slowly standing up from his log, brushing the dust off his hands. His wine cup still rested beside the fire, untouched since his last sip.

This was similar to the bloodline Spirit spell that the Verdant Elder had used against the demon bear family to prevent them from escaping. Except, it was stronger.

Aksai had taken the Verdant Elder’s bloodline Spirit spell and improved it. By mixing in druidic power and certain concepts from the Devil’s Den, he had created something new. Something more dangerous and more practical to use.

It didn’t take as much Spirit essence to maintain, and yet the barrier it formed was far more durable.

The vines were not just strong. They were resistant to fire, ice, lightning—almost any elemental attack. They could withstand sword strikes, even when infused with 2nd Order Spirit essence.

And since different types of vines had been woven together into the spell, the dome could also hold its ground against brute force attacks. Even the 2nd Order Verdant Elder couldn’t have cast a better variant of his own bloodline Spirit spell when he was “alive” than what Aksai had cast.

This was no ordinary 2nd Order spell. It was a technique made of a combination of Spirit spells. And only Aksai could use it.

As he stepped forward, the firelight flickered behind him, casting his shadow across the vine-covered dome walls.

“None of you are leaving,” he said calmly. “Not tonight.”

The elders didn’t speak. Each of them now understood something they hadn’t before.

The campfire, the meat, the easy smile… all of it had been a trap.

Aksai had been waiting for them. And at this point, they were caught.

Treek! Treek! Treek!

The sound of cracking wood and whipping vines still echoed in the air as the last tendrils of the dome sealed shut above them.

The four sect elders were shocked beyond measure. One second they were retreating. The next, they were trapped inside a massive dome made of living wood that had sprung up out of nowhere.

All four of them turned at once to look back at Aksai.

He was still where they had left him, just rising from the long wooden log where he had been sitting moments ago.

He picked up the wooden stick that had been stuck upright in the ground and casually used it to stir the flames of his campfire, adjusting the burning logs.

Then he looked at them and smiled.

“You see a man setting up camp right in the middle of b**t-fuc*king nowhere and your first thought is to attack him?” Aksai said, his voice clear and steady. “Couldn’t at least one of you think this might be a trap?”

None of the elders responded verbally. But the second sect elder among them was visibly shaken and he looked at his peers with eyes that screamed “I told you so”. For a second, he also felt vindicated.

“I must say, I’m a bit disappointed,” Aksai went on, shaking his head as if he were scolding children.

“They say the Iron Mountain Sect is stronger than my Emerald Cove’s forces on paper. But is this what it means to be strong? Charging in without thinking? Underestimating strangers in unfamiliar lands?”

The fire crackled softly beside him as he tossed a few dry twigs into the flames.

“Do you get to be stupid just because you think you’re stronger than your opponents?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“If I were in your shoes, I’d have turned around the moment I saw a Foundation Building Expert who has been gone missing for quite some time in the Wild Devil Lands return and camping out here. No questions, no pride. Just run. I’d let the higher-ups scold me later if they wanted. At least I’d be alive to hear it.”

He tapped the wooden stick lightly against a rock beside the fire, knocking off some ash.

“You can call me a coward if you want. I won’t care. Because I’ll be the coward laughing at all the so-called brave ones who died making rookie mistakes like this.”

The four elders had already begun launching their attacks during his speech, refusing to be trapped without a fight.

They hurled Spirit spells—blades of wind, waves of fire, spikes of ice—at the barrier.

They summoned glowing weapons from their storage rings and hacked at the vines with glowing blades.

One elder even brought out a metal fan embedded with a blue gem, fanning waves of sharp Spirit essence to try and cut through the walls.

But none of it worked. Not really.

Every vine they cut down grew back within seconds, stronger and thicker. The more they slashed, the more the barrier seemed to respond, shifting and adjusting, healing itself faster than they could destroy it.

The sounds of impact and struggle filled the dome for several minutes. The air grew hot from the Spirit energy being thrown around. But despite all their efforts, they couldn’t even make a dent in the trap.

One by one, the elders stopped.

Their breathing had turned heavy from the bursts of effort. Their Spirit artifacts hovered close to them now, ready to defend rather than attack.

And finally, they all turned around again to face Aksai—this time with serious expressions.

There was no underestimation of Aksai’s abilities at this point. No smirks behind the horned masks.

Just silence, as they watched the man who had caught them so cleanly, so effortlessly.

J.R.R. Tolkien typed all of The Lord of the Rings with two fingers.

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