The sphere was like a solid wall of brass and iron, utterly impregnable. The Spirit Herb Sphere soon ceased its contraction, and from within came cries of agony. Chu Yi swallowed his saliva and took two steps back.
"Retract—" Master Chen's voice was hoarse, his complexion ghostly pale.
Incredibly, the Spirit Herb Sphere shrank to the size of a palm. At that moment, Master Chen closed his eyes gently, and all the myriad herbs on the ground burrowed into the earth, vanishing without a trace. The ancient tree against the sky also dissipated into a light that faded away. But the Spirit Herb Sphere solidified into a glowing sphere the size of a Medicinal Pill, and with all his might, Master Chen leaped forward and clenched it in his palm.
Yet the moment he touched the Spirit Herb Sphere, his face paled, a fierce sweat broke out, and his eyes darkened, resulting in a thud as he collapsed onto the ground.
"Master Chen!" Chu Yi was horrified, rushing over at once.
