"You dare to imagine killing me?"
Upon hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Zuo Yunfeng sneered again, appearing even more sinister.
"You will be the first person I kill upon arriving in this world."
Mo Wangchen stood in the void, his eyes already filled with a murderous intent that quietly spread forth. His tone was calm, yet it seemed to determine Zuo Yunfeng's life and death.
To awaken Meng Yurou, he did not hesitate to fall into reincarnation and endure nine lifetimes.
He even made a pact with Ksitigarbha, to avoid evil and perform good deeds in the world.
Originally, Mo Wangchen thought killing was evil, but now he no longer believed that.
Sometimes, killing is also a way of doing good.
In that black cauldron, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, horrifying to behold.
He could hardly imagine what kind of person could be so ruthless as to kill so many people to consecrate a murderous divine weapon.
"Hahaha..."
