After Longwei took the Soul Nourishing pill, his headache and slightly pale complexion went away.
Everyone who was on the Sparrow’s back had felt when Longmin’s Spiritual Sense spiked, including Weisheng.
He was silently staring at the two brothers with a rather peculiar glint in his eyes.
‘How much time did you say was left until you make your move against them?’
As Weisheng spoke, the Fire Phoenix Clan member responded in his usual grating voice.
‘In three hours, the Saint Realm cultivator's Divine Imprints within them will be completely sealed off to the outside world, when that happens I will carry out my plans.’
When Weisheng heard the Fire Phoenix Clan member’s words, a sense of excitement washed over him.