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Wei Qi had no idea what Meng Zhao was thinking. At this moment, he guarded his mind closely, his head full of how he ought to conduct himself when meeting the Palace Master. Naturally, he had not considered exposing Meng Zhao.

His thoughts were realistic as well. Even if he could escape Meng Zhao's grasp, could he survive the Heaven Swallowing Dao Child? The nine substitutes were, in truth, merely nine ingredients, waiting for the right time to be laid upon the table as food and wine. This was something he could never accept.

Compared to that, Meng Zhao was certainly no good person either, but at least he would not devour all of Wei Qi's cultivation and reduce all his life's efforts to nothing. Thus, deep down, he was more inclined toward Meng Zhao's side.

Of course, what Wei Qi wanted most was for the Heaven Swallowing Dao Child and Meng Zhao to fall out and fight until both were badly wounded. If he could slip away in the chaos, then from then on, the sky would be high enough for birds to fly wherever they pleased.

With their minds full of thoughts, the two followed the Immortal Palace Senior Disciple into the seemingly simple, square building.

The instant they stepped through the gates, they felt as though layer upon layer of heavy mountain rocks were pressing down upon their entire bodies. Even breathing became difficult. With every step forward, they had to endure the immense pressure coming from all directions.

Wei Qi, not knowing what was happening, instantly turned pale with fright. By instinct, he mobilized the vast and matchless true qi within him to dissolve the terrifying pressure. A faint whirlwind rippled across his body's surface as he drove the Heaven Swallowing Sun Devouring Great Law to