Returning to the Outer Realm, Mo Dao immediately felt a wave of relief.
Facing the powerful woman, he was feeling that suffocating pressure, but now having escaped and regained his strength, he was very pleased.
Immediately, he planned to use his methods to transform the shadow into his blade slave. After cultivating for a while, it should reach the level of two thousand nine hundred Dao Divine Patterns, and by then, he would look for revenge from those few supreme beings in the Outer Realm.
It would be best to refine them all into his blade slaves, then storm back into the Land of the Forsaken Husk!
However, just as Mo Dao was about to use his methods, he discovered... his body seemed to be restricted...
Mo Dao was dumbfounded.
No matter how hard he tried, a blood-red flower bloomed on the blade.
The flower pattern seemed to contain some mysterious power, making it impossible for him to transform the shadow.
