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?
"If you bring me over now, will I clash with the three primary powers?" Mo Wuji spoke with a prudent tone as it was true that he was desperate to find Han Qingru but he didn’t wish to become Fei Ling’s weapon to fight.
"You won’t because as long as you display your own strength, they wouldn’t dare to act against you. Attacking someone here comes with a huge price to pay…" Even before Fei Ling could finish his sentence, his eyes couldn’t stop twitching.
Mo Wuji understood this sentence because when he condensed his immortal energy to swing his halberd at Fei Ling, the extent of laceration by the sword qi on his body did increase by at least one fold.
As Mo Wuji noticed Fei Ling’s twitching eyelids, Mo Wuji knew that this fella couldn’t hold on for any longer so he said, "Lead the way and I will follow behind you."