Lu Xiaotian did not bother calculating how long he had waited there. He simply cultivated day after day, repeatedly attempting the three methods of fusing Primordial Spirits. At the same time, he had never stopped cultivating his other techniques.
On a full-moon night, Lu Xiaotian and the three scarlet beasts inside the blood-colored sphere had become extremely harmonious with one another. Yet a helpless smile appeared on Lu Xiaotian's face. Who knew how many failed attempts he had gone through? For now, he had barely fused the three extremely docile Primordial Spirits of a sheep, a chicken, and a Glowing Jade Insect together. Compared with his countless failures before this, it could at least be considered a considerable improvement.
Lu Xiaotian was contemplating finding a few low-tier Demon Cultivator beast Primordial Spirits to test when he suddenly sensed an unfamiliar aura approaching.
There was another aura as well, somewhat more powerful, coming from the opposite direction.
"They're here." Lu Xiaotian's eyes opened slightly. With a flash of his figure, he vanished into the dense forest. Under the moon's shadow, he transformed into a green pine and blended into the entire pine forest. After advancing to the Void Desolation Realm, Lu Xiaotian's attainments in illusion arts had also risen with the tide. Aside from magical power, these illusion arts placed even greater demands on the Primordial Spirit, and Lu Xiaotian naturally met those requirements. He was confident that among Void Desolation Realm cultivators, there were not many who could see through his illusion.
Before long, an old man in a black robe, leaning on a green snake-headed staff, came floating over from afar with a hunched body, as though he had no weight. From the other direction, however, a familiar figure made Lu Xiaotian freeze.
"Mo Yuyan!" Lu Xiaotian's eyes filled