Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal. Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal? ---------- Watch as Mo Wuji fights against this destiny with his grit and tenacity. Feel your hearts pound as he goes through exciting adventures and encounters. Cry as tragedies befall him. Smile as he crushes his enemies and forges his own path. Where will his cultivation ultimately lead him?
"Oh, do you still have something to say?" Mo Wuji said indifferently. Mo Wuji was clear that when facing this sort of cunning soul, unless death was right next to his face, it would be hard to get anything of true value from him.
Preciously, this fella knew that his soul tempering method could not be hidden, which was why he revealed it. Even so, this fella only inscribed the simply introduction.
"Dao friend, if I'm not wrong, dao friend must have fallen fallen into the Soul Condensing Immortal Pond, and perhaps even the Yin Underworld Whirlpool. The fact that you survived must definitely be because you entered a spatial tear. Usually, anyone who entered a spatial tear would find it very hard to get back to the Immortal World. Even though I, Zhu Cai, am only left with a soul, I've been to many places. Wait till my soul condenses, I can find a path back to the Immortal World." Zhu Cai said calmly.