"Kid, aren't you looking for the hideout of the God-Slaying Sect? Time waits for no one—why are you still wasting time cultivating?" Ergouzi immediately grew suspicious.
Mo Yang offered no explanation. He returned to the long-extinguished campfire, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes.
Not far away, the Nameless Expert opened his eyes. He seemed to see through Mo Yang's intentions but said nothing, merely letting out a sinister sneer. He, too, was waiting. He was waiting for Mo Yang to grow stronger, hoping the boy would step into the Great Sage Realm as soon as possible. He had his sights set on Mo Yang’s battle body. Over the past few days, he had observed that Mo Yang’s physique possessed immense potential. Furthermore, because Mo Yang carried the bloodline of the Primordial Race’s God Race, this battle body held far greater potential than that of any ordinary human.
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