Han Muye nodded. The illusory cauldron in front of him became 1,000 feet tall and immediately contained the withered tree.
The alchemy fire rose, and the surrounding spatial restrictions quickly weakened.
In the distance, the Puppet Guards who were suppressed by the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation seemed to have sensed danger and struggled to break free with all their might.
However, with the strength of the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation, these 10 puppets were utterly unable to free themselves.
The female cultivator beside Han Muye smiled and held the Inheritance Spiritual Pearl tightly in her hand.
The alchemic fire rose, and the withered tree in the cauldron slowly turned into a green stream of light.
At this moment, the surrounding withered tree stumps began to shatter.
Turning to look at the tree stumps, Han Muye looked disappointed.
"I originally thought that an ancient great cultivator would be exceptionally talented.
