"Kid, aren't you looking for the hideout of the God Slaying Sect? Time waits for no one—why on earth are you still cultivating?" Ergouzi immediately grew suspicious.
Moyang did not explain. He returned to the long-extinguished campfire, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.
Not far away, the Nameless Expert opened his eyes. He seemed to see through Moyang’s thoughts, but said nothing, merely letting out a sinister, icy chuckle. He was also waiting—waiting for Moyang to grow stronger, ideally reaching the Great Saint Realm as soon as possible. He had set his sights on Moyang’s battle body. Over the past few days, having traveled alongside him, he had observed that this physique held immense potential. Moreover, because Moyang carried the bloodline of the Primordial God Race, his battle body possessed hidden depths far beyond those of a human.
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