With that thought, Ye Han walked over to the Heavenly Dragon Demon Race statue, circulated his cultivation technique, and released two enormous hands of spell power and gang qi. The hands clamped onto the statue and twisted it hard.
Amid a series of heavy cracks and creaks, the Heavenly Dragon Demon Race statue rotated...
The directions its fingers and toes subtly indicated now pointed toward the third door and the seventh door...
And it looked as though no trace of the change had been left behind.
Ye Han pointed a finger, sending spiraling whirlwinds of spell power outward. They swept away the lingering auras of the two of them and the traces of their surging spell power, erasing everything in an instant.
Counting everyone in the earliest group to enter, aside from himself and Fairy Ningyu, all the rest were his enemies. Naturally, he would not let them reap too many benefits.
That included Red Dragon Girl. After that woman had schemed against him once, their relationship was no longer the same. If she still managed to obtain something good, then she could count herself lucky...
If she could not, she had no one to blame him for it.
Ye Han carefully sensed the response from the dual cultivation technique he and Fairy Ningyu had obtained, but nothing unexpected had occurred...
It seemed Fairy Ningyu was probably safe, which set his mind somewhat at ease...
He then walked to the tenth door, took out an Immortal Palace Coin, and placed it in the recess...
Click! The Immortal Palace Coin slotted into place.
Hum! Mysterious, profound runes surged out from within. Runic spirit light then welled up across the door, forming an aura of spatial teleportation spell power that enveloped Ye Han.
Whoosh! Ye Han felt a force of twisting space