"Alright."
Lin Qingluo grinned.
The little stele spirit was a bit conceited.
Shibao flew high into the sky, muttering incantations. His chubby little hand turned palm-down, and he suddenly closed his five fingers.
It seemed like a casual movement, but the power behind it was tremendous.
*Crackle*
A kilometer-deep fissure appeared in the barren, lifeless land, gradually spreading from west to east at a visible speed.
The Fire Spirit Crystal Mine Vein, about ten miles long and a kilometer deep, fell into the fissure as it widened, finally submerging it.
"Close."
With a light shout from Shibao, his chubby little palm turned up, and his five fingers closed in order.
The fissure closed up and completely disappeared.
*Clap Clap Clap*
Lin Qingluo was excited and gave Stele spirit enthusiastic applause.
"Master, have you learned it?"
Shibao withdrew his mana and asked his master with a serious look.
"Uhh."
Lin Qingluo helplessly rubbed her forehead.