Wu Zhe had never practiced the Divination Technique himself. However, he had spent a long time with a Tier Four Divination Grandmaster from a Demon Sect and understood some of their methods.
That was why he reacted just before he was killed.
He struggled to his feet, his aura weak.
"To think I'd run into a revived member of the Ancient Nine Immortal Sects… The methods of Divinity Transformation Sect Members are far beyond my imagination. I have no complaints about losing this battle."
Even now, he still believed Li Chang'an was a member of a Divinity Transformation Immortal Sect who had been revived via a Hermit Coffin.
Of course, this assumption wasn't entirely wrong. Li Chang'an had, after all, absorbed the memories of two Immortal Sect disciples, making him half a member himself.
Wu Zhe's voice was hoarse. "I have indeed lost this battle. I know I cannot escape death, but you, this ancient one, will not meet a good end either!"
"What, you still have a trump card?"
"No!"
