The Soul tribe, Wood tribe, Leaf tribe, and Root tribe had jointly arranged a four-layer seal, forming a unified whole with the sealed land. Breaking it wasn't easy.
Now that the Soul tribe was missing, the seal instantly weakened significantly.
Tippy listened with a mix of amusement and frustration.
At a time like this, Fang Heng was still thinking about these things.
Tippy spoke earnestly, "Fang Heng, this time I have brought with me the holy weapon of our tree spirit tribe's inheritance—the branch of the sacred tree. I will fully activate the power of this sacred tree branch, and you can assist me by infusing your mental strength. Together, we might be able to break the seal and escape forcefully."
"I'm afraid it won't be easy. The magic array was designed to prevent internal breaches. Breaking through from the inside is more difficult than outside."
