The attendant lifted the lid of the golden tray, revealing a small flowerpot. In the pot grew a bizarre Magic Grass that had an infant's face.
The moment the strange Magic Grass appeared before them, the eyes on its infant face snapped open, and it unleashed a series of eerie, bloodcurdling screams.
As the eerie screams rang out, everyone shuddered. Their Spiritual Power stagnated, a euphoric sensation washed over them, and their limbs went numb, rendering them immobile.
Cao Zhen's expression changed drastically. "Your Majesty," he snapped, "what is the meaning of this?"
"The meaning? It means I'm going to kill you, of course!"
Su Haman III smiled faintly. With a flick of his wrist, a blue Spiritual Spear, intricately carved with a Blue Dragon, materialized in his hand. He aimed it at Cao Zhen and pulled the trigger.
BANG!
