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?
"Bang!" A pale face and beardless middle-aged man in green robe slapped the table hard. A piece of faint golden coloured cube was turned into ashes.
"No matter who it is, touching the Dao Laws of the Universe of my Luo Xu Sage Hall is punishable by death." The green-robed man spoke with intense murderous intent. At this moment, the entire hall seemed to be much colder after he said this.
Having said this, he sent out three light rays.
In matters of seconds, three figures darted in from outside the hall. Among the three men who entered the hall, the first one in was a youth in a dark red robe. He carried a long sword on his back, wore a Sage crown on his head and even had a black python belt around his waist.