Seeing Wang Yan and Hu Wei rapidly falling, Wang Yan had no solution whatsoever.
Hu Wei yelled, "Think of something quick, or we'll end up as mush."
"Aren't you at the Demon Master Great Perfection level? Can't you bounce back up?" Wang Yan said.
"My Demon Pattern is just a mushroom. When have you ever seen a mushroom jump?"
Hearing about the mushroom, Wang Yan suddenly snapped awake and shouted, "Give me the mushroom, quick."
Without a second thought, Hu Wei said, "I like being bitten."
As the words fell, a mushroom appeared in Hu Wei's hand.
Despite the mushroom still looking odd, Wang Yan didn't care about that now.
If he really fell at a normal person's level, he might actually die from the fall.
Wang Yan snatched the mushroom from Hu Wei's hand and swallowed it. As soon as the mushroom reached his stomach, he felt a surge of the Power of Demon Patterns erupt from within, giving him a trace of cultivation. Though not much, it was enough for the moment.
