Who was it?
Zet's pupils constricted, and he strained his eyes to see the figure.
A human!
The person, wearing a mask, appeared directly in the center of the magic array. Then... the sacrificial jar!
Oh no!
He was going after the sacrificial jar!
"Stop him, ahem, ahem..."
Zet tried to shout, but his throat was hoarse from the surrounding dust. He couldn't help but cough. When he looked again, the masked man had swiftly taken all the sacrificial jars from the center of the magic array and disappeared.
"It's over!"
The sapling was gone, and so was the sacrificial jar.
Zet's face turned pale in an instant.
...
Outside the temple, the leaf tribe was still arguing with the other three tribes.
Tippy thought for a moment and said, "Leaf tribe, this matter concerns the essence of the sacred tree. If it is truly as you say, just the aura of the sacred tree sapling, then please allow us to enter and take a look. Let everyone feel at ease. Perhaps we can even assist."
