"For being able to reach here, all of you are fated individuals. You may each take away a saint herb," said the phantom with a voice that seemed like it had come from bygone times, a voice that had gone through a long passage of time.
Xiang Shaoyun and the others blanked out when they heard what the face said. They could leave with these saint herbs? This was definitely too good to be true. They found it hard to believe. And yet the restriction before them had indeed vanished. They could now freely pluck the saint herbs.
The eight-winged bee was the first to charge forward. A certain saint herb that would help him greatly had caught his eyes. The old man and the fairy hesitated slightly before rushing forth to their respective saint herbs as well. Meanwhile, Xiang Shaoyun was still hesitant. In fact, he felt extremely fearful of the free gift.
"Why are you not taking your saint herb? If you wait, there will be nothing left," asked the phantom face.
Xiang Shaoyun raised his head and looked at the face. A firm look covered his face as he said, "I don't want it anymore."
"Are you sure? It will be quite a pity," asked the phantom with a sigh.
The moment the phantom spoke, the restriction power returned, alarming the eight-winged bee, the old man, and the fairy as they tried escaping frantically. Unfortunately, they weren't fast enough. They were soon suppressed by the restriction power.
"Bastard, get lost!" roared the eight-winged bee as a long golden spike appeared from histailand stabbed at the restriction power.
But when the golden spike struck the restriction, it bounced off and crashed into the ground. The old man demonstrated his might as well. He released his nine-layered soul foundation, combining the strands of sparkling energy around his soul foundation with his astral energy. He erupted with a powerful combat strength as he swung his saint weapon at the restriction.
"Break!" declared the old man confidently as he attacked. This was a proper saint weapon that had helped him greatly in the past. He believed that it would not fail him this time either.
Alas, he was mistaken. When his saint weapon struck the restriction, no miracle was created. His attack was fully blocked, failing to do anything to the restriction. The fairy also made her move.
She formed a seal with both hands and manifested a massive blooming flower. The flower rippled with stunning energy as a flower-shaped arrow appeared in her hand. It shot toward the restriction.
The fairy was actually much stronger than the eight-winged bee and the old man. Even the restriction shook under her attack. Unfortunately, she was still not strong enough to break through the restriction.
"Let's work together!" the old man roared.
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