Heroic

The mysterious figure placed his pale palm on the hexagonal crystal for less than a second, and the barrier Jia Xin had spent so much time forming immediately collapsed.

At the same time, the fire seed embedded within the enormous black tree roots behind him was drawn out through the opening in the mysterious figure's palm by an invisible force, landing in a slender, delicate hand.

"Crack!" Two fingers closed together. The fire seed's shell shattered, but the Samadhi Fire within was suppressed and vanished just as it was about to erupt.

"My lord, your plan is proceeding perfectly. As expected, that self-righteous little Daoist has some skill, and the two prison envoys involved in this matter are both stronger than ordinary Mahayana Stage cultivators. But under Qin Shuang's guidance, they probably think victory is already assured and are merely waiting for the final moment, hahaha."

The bespectacled Ouyang Hua laughed in a particularly twisted manner.

The mysterious figure's mouth wriggled as he said something to him.

"The most troublesome person has arrived? With your methods, my lord, even a true immortal descending here would be useless. I will make proper preparations and wait for them to walk into the trap one by one."

By the time Ouyang Hua finished speaking respectfully with his head bowed, the mysterious figure before him had already disappeared.

In the deserted hallway of the library.

"That is what happened. If my guess is correct, Sect Master, your daughter will likely ask you within three days to help suppress the locust tree yin ghost beneath the Art Building."

After Jia Xin finished recounting the incident, Qin Qi, standing before him, furrowed his brow deeply.

"I still need to verify this matter. As you said, if my daughter asks me to go to the Art