That explained why no one had harvested the jadeite flat peaches.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion opened its bloody maw again, and as if guided by something, all the green miasma streamed into its mouth and vanished.
Before long, great amounts of green miasma once again surged forth within the valley.
Ye Xin produced a misty blue command flag and gave it a light shake. Countless streams of blue vapor poured forth, transforming into a massive blue hand over a hundred zhang long that slammed against the stone wall on the left.
With a thunderous boom, the stone wall shattered into pieces, vaguely revealing a command flag glittering with green light.
"Husband, there are formation flags embedded in the stone walls on both sides of the valley. Once we take them away, the formation will be broken. I don't know where the Formation Disk is."
Ye Xin analyzed.
Han Changming looked toward the stone walls and the ground, vaguely spotting several flickering green glints. Raising his right hand, he sent out a streak of golden light. It was a small, gleaming golden bell—the low-grade spirit treasure, the Golden Flood Dragon Bell.
Han Changming formed a hand seal. The miniature flood dragons on the Golden Flood Dragon Bell's surface seemed to come alive, endlessly swimming about as a deafening dragon's roar rang out. The Golden Flood Dragon Bell swelled enormously, releasing a hazy golden sound wave that spread in all directions.
The Golden Sound Wave struck the stone walls, shattering them apart. Several formation flags glittering with green light fell from within the walls, while the ground split open to reveal a Formation Disk with dim spiritual light. Seven grooves lay on its surface, each containing a grayish-white stone—clearly spirit stones whose spiritual energy had been exhausted.
Amid rumbling booms, the Golden