Threads of grass and wood gathered in Lao Bai's palm.
It was the purest form of plant energy, something that could change the world endlessly. It was a pity that alchemists below the profound grade were unable to sense this kind of thing. They could only see Lao Bai's hand seals constantly changing.
"What are we playing at? are we going to concoct some pills?" Some cultivators continued to mock.
However, this time, the South Pill Palace, who had been the loudest, didn't respond to him. The disciples of the South Pill Palace had received a warning from their sect's elder.
Zinsen was very serious. Others might not be able to tell, but he could see it clearly. He knew that the man in white had activated all the energy of the surrounding plants with a few hand seals.
This meant that he had reached a certain level of control over the plant energy!
