Little White's Body-Fixing Technique was actually at the Golden Core level, and it had little suppressive effect on the Redwood Essence.
The Redwood Essence noticed this and was just about to fly into a rage when it suddenly sensed something different from Feng Jun. It was ethereal and vast... like the resonance of the Great Dao. Though extremely faint, it carried immense pressure.
"Pressure from a superior!" The Redwood Essence understood in an instant. Moreover, this pressure was absolutely of a level it had never encountered before.
For a moment, it was so terrified that it nearly broke out in sweat—if it had sweat glands.
At that moment, it regretted its actions beyond measure. Had it known that such an existence had actually split off a wisp of consciousness and attached it to Feng Jun, it would never have dared to target him. Even if it could not befriend him, it should have stayed far, far away.
It could not help but cry out, "Spare me!"
But Little White answered with another Body-Fixing Technique. The previous technique had targeted the potentially present Heavenly Demon. Only after immobilizing the Heavenly Demon could the Big Shot release a trace of pressure to suppress the Redwood Essence.
Already suppressed, the Redwood Essence was struck by another Body-Fixing Technique. This one affected it far more than the last.
After casting the Body-Fixing Technique, Little White leaped down from Feng Jun's shoulder. Raising a front paw, it plucked a Spirit Beast Bag from him. Anyone unaware of the situation might have thought it was concerned about its own dwelling.
It took away the Yin Soul Stone, while Feng Jun promptly reached out and tightly gripped the small tree through the Vermilion Owl Gel. "Exit!"
The Vermilion Owl Gel was not meant to be used this