The group stared at the small White Deer behind the barrier, each one showing a slight change in their expressions.
"It's really a Spirit Body!"
The Fifth Brother widened his cross-eyed gaze, his eyeballs converging into what looked like two little black beans, his expression filled with immense joy.
Especially seeing the lively expression of the small White Deer, it was truly wondrous.
"It's truly a marvel of creation!"
The Eighth Brother, with a hand resembling a chicken claw, pointed at the little deer, his face full of amazement.
The Wood Spirit cautiously retreated, having understood the expressions on the group's faces, it saw the greed laid bare.
"Oh..."
After it let out a call, Qing Wan's face changed.
"They're after me. Find a chance to leave."
The leader, Miao Zuesen, stepped forward, touching the barrier blocking everyone. His slender hand surged with Spiritual Power as it began to clash constantly with the barrier's strength.
"Together now!"
