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?
When he was suppressed to the limit and when he was about to crumble, that boundless dao aura burst forth.
Perhaps this was his Dao collapsing right before he perishes. Mo Wuji's eyes were filled with a sort of courageous determination. Even if his Dao collapses, he will not allow this yellow-robed man to leave in one piece.
I rose from the ordinary. I was one of the many ordinary people in the world of mortals. As a mortal, I was still able to forge my own Mortal Dao. I established the Mortal Sect. I established the meridian cultivation technique. I left behind the words: One's Dao can differ, but all Men are equal…
This is my Dao - the Dao of Mortals! I am confident that my Mortal Dao is no inferior to any other Dao in this universe.
The dao seed within Mo Wuji's sea of consciousness started to sprout and grow. It became a huge and sturdy tree which reached high into the sky.