Crisis at Hand

"This fellow really did have some tricks up his sleeve. Even a random Dao companion cultivated a technique of such a high grade. And he had even raised powerful demon beasts. Fortunately, my restriction was enough to prevent her from commanding those demon beasts. But if I kill her, that demon beast will definitely sense it. It seems I truly must be more careful. If there is really no opportunity, I will strike suddenly against him while he battles the Fire Domain God King tomorrow."

After leaving this secluded chamber, which normally no one would ever enter, the Witch God Woman softly muttered this to herself again before cautiously flying away.

At this moment, the Witch God Woman was completely identical to Han Weiwei. Even the aura she gave off while flying and the sound of her voice were utterly identical. Apart from the tone she had used while muttering to herself just now, there was no difference whatsoever.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, among these other two divine patterns, the one the Witch God Woman lost to you is relatively simpler. Although you have continuously comprehended several divine patterns and your perception of elemental energy laws has indeed improved somewhat, one day is likely not enough. We can only give it a reluctant try."

Wei Suo, Ancestor Yuan Yin, Feng Wucang, Feather Phoenix True Person, and Ling Longtian flew directly back to the Ascension Sect's Trial Technique Valley. Ancestor Yuan Yin immediately took out the divine pattern provided by the Witch God Woman and began comprehending it with all his strength.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

Wei Suo continuously inscribed Huang Daojun's cyan divine pattern, which he had not had time to inscribe before. His body once again rang out with continuous clear chimes, like divine iron being struck.

"One thousand four hundred