Necromancer: Ahem! I'm really not Lao Liu!

Looking at the wind mage's movements again, it was clear she had learned from the previous person's mistake and wasn't planning on getting too close to the "wind and thunder bead." She formed seals with her hands quickly, muttering something to herself. As her magic flowed, the air around her began to flow rapidly, and wisps of breeze gradually gathered around her, growing stronger and stronger.

Relying on her exquisite control over wind spiritual power, she manipulated the whistling whirlwinds around her, turning them into invisible giant hands that stretched out towards the wind and thunder beads floating in the air. It seemed that she wanted to directly use the power of the wind to pull the wind and thunder beads over and put them into her pocket.

Her eyes were filled with determination, clearly harboring high hopes for her plan. After all, wind magic possessed a unique advantage in manipulating objects. If she was lucky enough to avoid the Wind and Lightning Orb's close-range attack and capture it from a distance, that would naturally be perfect.

However, ideals are full of promise, but reality is very bleak. The idea was beautiful, but reality was unwilling to follow her idea. As the whirlwinds approached the Wind and Thunder Pearl, they seemed to hit an invisible wall. Before they could even touch the Wind and Thunder Pearl, they were blocked by a powerful force. The whirlwinds instantly became chaotic, like wild horses running loose.

The Wind and Lightning Pearl trembled slightly, as if sensing a provocation. Then, a violent gust of wind suddenly erupted in the surrounding space, far more violent than the whirlwind summoned by the wind mage. These gusts, carrying the force of lightning, swept towards her. The ferocity of the wind and the might of the lightning instantly shattered the several spiritual shields that had protected her. Her face turned pale, and she was uncontrollably pushed backward by the force. The confident look she had just had vanished, replaced by a look of fear and panic. She could only try her best to steady herself, trying to resist the sudden attack, but it was clearly futile.

Falling down, the fragrance is gone~

The third professional had already stepped forward. He looked like a monk from the East, his figure erect and straight, his azure robes rustling in the wind, exuding a calm and reserved demeanor. He looked calm and composed, unhurriedly reaching into his storage space and then pulling out a large amount of wooden materials.

A closer look revealed that the wood was truly extraordinary. Each piece radiated a faint luster, faintly revealing signs of spiritual energy coursing through it, clearly of high quality. The cultivator's technique was adept, his hands swiftly waving, ingeniously activating the wood. He chanted something, pouring spiritual energy into it continuously. The ordinary wood seemed to be instantly imbued with life, aglow with light, and then, like arrows, they shot in unison towards the wind and thunder bead in the air.

Surprisingly, these inanimate wooden objects seemed unhindered as they flew towards the Wind and Thunder Pearl, easily reaching its location. Seeing this, the surrounding crowd stared wide-eyed, their hearts filled with both surprise and a glimmer of hope. Could it be that this Eastern cultivator had truly found a way to unlock the secret and successfully seize this coveted treasure?

When the Eastern cultivator saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He did not dare to delay for a moment. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, he quickly formed seals with his hands and performed an extremely exquisite body movement. His figure instantly turned into an afterimage and quickly flashed towards the place where the Wind and Thunder Pearl was. The speed was so fast that only a faint green light and shadow was left in the air.