In less than a day, the power of the Heaven and Earth Conjoining Ode had taken root as though it had always been there, woven deep into their very marrow.

It had melded completely with their own cultivated power, indistinguishable from it, no different from their original foundational technique. To forcibly tear it out now would be no small matter. Dropping several realms would be the least of their concerns; far more likely, it would damage their Dao Foundation and sever their path of cultivation forever.

"This..." Li Fan sat cross-legged on the floor, tried for a long time, and finally gave up with a grim expression.

Senior Sister Zhao's delicate brows were knitted tight. "The demonic arts of the Xuantian Sect are truly something else. It seems we can't easily be rid of it."

She paused. "There is one possibility. The Taishang...