The Spirit Herb Garden stood in a secluded part of the Snowflight Sect.
Long Jie wore a solemn expression. As he continuously poured magical power into the restriction-breaking talisman in his hand, it radiated a blinding, blood-red light, finally turning into a bloody shadow that shot into the Magic Formation shrouding the Spirit Herb Garden below.
The next moment, the ground shook violently for thousands of feet around the Spirit Herb Garden.
As the spirit vein shifted, the Magic Formation built upon it naturally shattered in an instant.
The light of the Spirit Herb Garden's Magic Formation faded, revealing what lay within.
The entire garden, spanning nearly a thousand mu, was empty save for a small tree with alternating gold and silver coloring planted at its center.
The little tree stood only about a foot tall, bare and perfectly straight, without a single branch or leaf on its trunk-a genuine "bare stick"!
Yet at the sight of this little tree, irrepressible joy shone in Long Jie's eyes. This bare stick was precisely the spiritual object he had dreamed of day and night!
Before taking this spirit tree, however, he still needed to deal with its guardian.
Long Jie's gaze settled on the old woman beside the tree. "You must be Fellow Daoist Lei Sha. I've come for this tree. You'd best withdraw obediently, lest you lose your life!"
The old woman stared at Long Jie in the sky and smiled self-mockingly. "You even know who I am. It seems your insider not only sabotaged our Magic Formations, but told you everything about the sect as well. Who exactly is this insider?"
As cultivators of a Core Formation sect, the members of the Snowflight Sect were no fools.
Both the Magic Formation's core and its guards had double safeguards in place