The Twin-Pupil Spirit Rat tore off a chunk of demon beast meat and swallowed it, squeaking "ji ji" as its tail swayed from side to side, looking utterly confident.
The Twin-Pupil Spirit Rat had a huge appetite. Only after devouring a Third Order Fish Demon was it finally satisfied and returned to its Spirit Beast Pearl.
After chatting for a few moments, Wang Changsheng sat down cross-legged to meditate and regulate his breathing. Wang Qingling also found a spot and sat down cross-legged to meditate and regulate her breathing.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in and stopped before Wang Changsheng.
As if sensing something, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes.
He crushed the Sound Transmission Talisman, and Zhang Wuchen's voice suddenly rang out. "Fellow Daoist Wang, the time is about right. Prepare to depart."
"Qingling, prepare to leave."
Wang Changsheng called Wang Qingling over, put away the Formation, and the two headed outside.
After leaving the cave, Wang Changsheng and Wang Qingling leaped into the air. On a nearby mountaintop, Zhang Wuchen, Lin Yuzong, and Five Spirits Hermit were chatting.
Three Core Formation Cultivators—two men and one woman—stood nearby with respectful expressions.
"Fellow Daoist Tong, it has been a long time."
Wang Changsheng greeted Five Spirits Hermit. Five Spirits Hermit had actually brought his disciples to the Sky Void Grotto. If they could join forces, their safety would gain another layer of assurance.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, how have you been lately?"
Five Spirits Hermit said with a genial smile, his tone familiar, as though he had known Wang Changsheng for ages.
"The time is about right, Fellow Daoist Tong. We shall meet again another day. We'll be taking our leave first."
Zhang Wuchen seemed unwilling to let Wang Changsheng