Lei Jingxiao nodded and acted almost at the same time as Xiao Yan, extending their soul power toward the two Nine-Jointed Jade Bamboo Hearts. In the blink of an eye, they completely understood why Xiong Zhan did not care about these medicinal herbs at all.
Once their soul power entered, the sixty-four ancient bronze seals sensed the intrusion. They instantly revolved like a galaxy of stars, their runes weaving into a dense net as vast soul pressure crashed down like a tide. Lei Jingxiao gave a muffled groan, veins bulging at his temples. His early Spiritual State Soul power was violently shaken by the formation's backlash. Gritting his teeth, he split off a thread of soul power and tried to wrap it around the bamboo, only for it to be shredded inch by inch by the runes' force.
The protective force was far too strong. Magical beasts' soul power was still far inferior to that of humans; there was no way to take this thing by force!
"How did it become so much stronger? I refuse to believe it!" Lei Jingxiao roared. Faint lightning patterns flickered in his palm, yet he could not stir his Dou Qi and could only forcefully clash against it with raw soul power.
His massive soul hand was bound by chains of runes. Just as he was about to erupt with force, Cao Ying's sweet laugh suddenly came from behind him. "Young Master Lei, if you insist on forcing it like this, I'm afraid you'll ruin the spiritual herb."
With a light tap of her slender finger, a seemingly tiny yet extraordinarily tough strand of soul power slipped into a gap in the formation like a snake. Once it reached the center, it spread apart into dozens of invisible, transparent threads. They wrapped around the