At the instant of Wei Sheng's transformation, Dongfang Yu moved like an arrow released from a bowstring.
A warm green light suddenly glowed in his palm, and the ground beneath him cracked with a "crunch," as several thick vines burst forth with the sharp sound of grass and wood stretching, instantly wrapping Wei Sheng into an airtight "dumpling."
The surfaces of those vines gleamed like jade, forcefully locking down the rampaging Spiritual Energy within him, as the eerie emerald light flickered madly in his eyes yet could not be released outward at all.
"Seal Group Two, on your mark!" Dongfang Yu's command rang clear as a bell.
"Yes!"
A lean man beside him responded and stepped forward, single-handedly clasping onto Wei Sheng and tossing him toward the standby guards in the rear, then spinning around to sit at the formation's pivot, hands pressed on the nodes of the Spiritual Energy network.
