107 You Despise Me?

When Wang Baole retracted his Golden Body and raised his right hand, the nine-inch Spirit Root immediately stopped in its tracks, its cold, icy aura nowhere to be seen. It no longer cared about Wang Baole and turned around, floating low in the sky, as it made its way toward the mountain range a distance away.

Wang Baole suddenly grew anxious, looking at the Spirit Root going away.

Hmm… if it's leaving, where am I supposed to find it later on?

As he thought hard about how to trap it, he saw the nine-inch Spirit Root's figure directly passing through the hill before it and emerging from the other end into the firmament.

The scene flabbergasted Wang Baole. Laughing bitterly, he gave up the thought of trapping the Spirit Root. He sat down with his legs crossed and took out a Rainbow Spirit Stone to begin inscribing on it.