"It seems unlikely that I will be able to fuse the Ice Daoist into the Dharmas into One during the Nascent Soul phase."
Wang Ba stood before the imperial willow, gently breaking off a section of a willow branch.
Years of growth in the Dungeon, nourished fully by a Class IV Spiritual Lineage, the imperial willow has now grown to a height of twenty to thirty zhang.
Although it cannot compare to the height of the Fire Paulownia Tree nearby, nor to some Spirit Beasts within the Dungeon, the sap of the Class IV imperial willow is already considered top grade spirit materials for most Spirit Beasts.
However, Wang Ba's attention at the moment was not on the imperial willow.
With the departure of the Wu Monkey King, the originally vague and chaotic heavenly secrets gradually revealed some traceable contexts.
Although most of it was still shrouded in fog, with these contexts, Wang Ba could barely see some useful omens.
