Chapter 425: The Last Hunt!

"Holy crap!"

The cultivators chasing Zhang San from behind had just become excited about having him surrounded when they heard him start to spew obscenities.

"Zhang San, if you can't win, you resort to running your mouth. Is this all you're capable of?"

Zhang San glanced at the cultivator who had shouted and replied coldly, "Why don't you take a look at what's underneath you?"

"What's underneath me? What the—?"

Just as the trash-talking cultivator thought Zhang San was referring to his private parts, the grass growing wildly from beneath his feet had already tightly entwined his lower body.

It wasn't just him; several other nearby cultivators found their lower halves similarly ensnared.

The other cultivators, sensing trouble, immediately took to the air if they could fly.

Those who couldn't fly swiftly retreated backward.