A Sa's fortuitous opportunity, Little Poke who could forcibly control even a Great Main God

"It should be over by now, right!?"

Yun Che and Zhuge Buhuo had slowed their pace as much as possible.

When they reached the place where A Sa and Little Poke were, they saw a faint blood-colored halo surrounding Asa, while the Seven Sins Masks exuded an elusive, seductive aura.

Every exchange with the energy of Little Poke, the Profound Meaning Pill, stirred rings of visible ripples. Those ripples contained pure law power, making even the surrounding space tremble slightly.

Little Poke, the Profound Meaning Pill, had seemed somewhat passive at first, but gradually, his aura grew increasingly fiery, intertwining with A Sa's power until the two were indistinguishable.

Zhuge Buhuo watched, dumbfounded. In all his long life, this was his first time seeing such an "intense" and prolonged method of cultivation.

How was this cultivation? It was practically... He dared not pursue the thought, merely coughing twice and looking away, though an embarrassed flush involuntarily crept over his face.

Yun Che remained calm, with only a trace of understanding flitting through the depths of his eyes. He could sense that, through this special form of "cultivation," both of them were growing stronger at an incredible speed.

This was especially true of Little Poke, the Profound Meaning Pill. His divine pill aura was becoming increasingly condensed, with faint signs of breaking through a bottleneck.

Yun Che's eyes lit up, and he murmured, "Little Poke is already a tenth-grade divine pill. If he breaks through again, what grade of pill would that make him?"

Zhuge Buhuo leaned closer and lowered his voice. "Brother Yun Che, look at Little Poke's aura. It seems... it seems to be transforming in a direction we've never seen before. These Seven Sins Masks may be bizarre, but their effect on assisting cultivation is far too frightening."