After going through countless hardships, Lin Mo finally held the scroll from the Earth Dragon Roll in his hand. To obtain the scroll, he himself fell into the Dark Space, where space fragments surged; one careless move could lead to eternal damnation.
Although Lin Mo split his soul in two, even if the real self dies here, Lin Mo wouldn't truly perish, but at least he would lose sixty percent of his strength, including half of the Ghostly Compassionate Netherfire and the real self's body that had cultivated eight stars of power.
"This scroll doesn't seem like a magic artifact, it feels more like a cultivation technique and secret technique."
Hovering in the Dark Space, Lin Mo quietly stared at the scroll in his palm, pondering secretly. Hastily opening the scroll could lead to unknown consequences.
