After the sweeping harvest, only a scant few types of spirit plants remained in the Spirit Field.
Eighteen Fifth Grade Myriad Manifestation Grass plants stood in all manner of shapes, as though fierce demon beasts were lying dormant in the Spirit Field.
Because they had not been continuously nourished with demon beast souls over the years, the Myriad Manifestation Grass had grown somewhat more slowly than the Pure Yang Golden Lotus and the others planted in the same batch.
Lu Xuan hurriedly drew out some demon beast soul essences from the Soul Guiding Lamp, ground them into soul fragments, and merged them into the Myriad Manifestation Grass.
Not far away, the Sixth Grade Spirit Cage was still quite a distance from maturity.
Countless pitch-black vines stretched outward, tangling and linking with one another to form a wooden cage half the size of a room.
The wooden cage's structure was incomparably intricate and complex, undergoing strange changes at every moment, like a naturally formed restriction.
Lu Xuan took a Third Grade strange insect from the Gluttony Insect Pouch and tossed it toward the Spirit Cage.
The Spirit Cage instantly became lively and powerful. Wooden vines bound the giant insect fast and swiftly dragged it into the wooden cage.
The wooden cage bulged and shifted, as though something inside were trying to break free, and the strange insect's despairing roars could be faintly heard from within.
However, no matter how it struggled, it still could not find even the slightest chance within this Spirit Cage that was like a natural restriction. After a dozen breaths, everything fell calm.
Lu Xuan sensed the satisfaction conveyed by the Spirit Cage, and the corners of his mouth could not help but lift slightly.
His figure flashed, and he appeared out of thin air high above