"That's at least a Tier-2 Spirit Fire!"
Qin Ming hurriedly sealed the jade bottle and happily tucked it into his Storage Bag.
He then brought the Beast Hide close to the remaining light barriers and tried them all, only to find that they no longer reacted.
In an instant.
Qin Ming sensed someone approaching the Spirit Herb Garden.
He hurriedly took out the Beast Hide map, fixed it in the air where he had entered, and pointed at it with his mana.
A distorted passage appeared. Qin Ming immediately flashed into it, and after a wave of dizziness, the passage vanished.
Qin Ming had barely left when a black shadow descended into the Spirit Herb Garden. The arrival was none other than the demonic cultivator Lin Zixiao.
Frowning, he swept his gaze around the Spirit Herb Garden before walking over to the two completely empty stone platforms.
"Could someone have gotten here before me?"
"That makes no sense. No one should be faster than me."
Lin Zixiao could not make sense of it. With a casual flick, he sent a black streak crashing into one of the light barriers.
Yet it did not react in the slightest.
"Hmm?"
"What kind of restriction is this?"
"Interesting."
He then raised a hand, and a set of Formation Flags shot out, enveloping all the light barriers.
He began cracking those restrictions.
Outside the waterfall.
Space twisted, and Qin Ming's figure was teleported out once more.
Qin Ming's gains this time had truly been considerable, and he could not help feeling a little excited.
He did not linger.
Mounting the Spirit Light Shuttle, he flew toward Cloud Dream Mountain.
Yet along the way, he repeatedly encountered cultivators from the seven major powers hunting down members of the Spirit Feather Sect.
He could only