In the secret realm, there was an ancient and dilapidated Taoist temple.

In the back hall of the temple, Cheng Yulan, dressed in a blue dress and with a beautiful appearance, was concentrating on comprehending a jade scroll in her hand. Senior Sister Xuebing Xuan was playing with ten newly completed jade tokens beside her, as well as three pieces of snowy white turtle shells covered in talisman marks. These were all refined from the materials obtained after killing a ten-thousand-year spirit turtle.

Not far away, Luo Wanqing, dressed in bright armor and full of youthful vitality, sat by a blazing bonfire, staring intently at the two huge single-horned lion camels on the grill. There were piles of spiritual fruits and medicines beside her. Luo Huan was using a flying sword to prepare several silver-bearded spirit fish by her side, each about ten feet long, with shiny golden scales scattered all over the ground.

At the entrance, two beautiful women dressed in black witch robes stood guard, solemn and silent. They were the bodyguards arranged by the Ancient Witch Country for Luo Wanqing.