"Governor, are we really going to let Fang Mo run free like this?"
Silard's brow was filled with anxiety and unease, his tone exceedingly grave. "That boy's cultivation has progressed far too bizarrely. Once he enters the Void Comprehension Realm, dealing with him in the future will only become harder than climbing to the heavens!"
Silard had long since hated Fang Mo to the bone.
In that battle years ago, he had nearly died because of Fang Mo. Several painstaking schemes afterward had likewise been ruined by Fang Mo's hand.
As time passed, Fang Mo had become the nightmare in his heart, like a sword hanging overhead, looming above him day and night and leaving him unable to eat or sleep in peace.
Mu Lei cast Silard a faint glance, his expression cold and somber as he slowly spoke.
"Silard, you must recognize the Liquid Metal Empire's ultimate objective. Taking revenge on the Tianli Sect is merely one part of our many plans. Our true highest priority is breaking through the shackles of our current civilization level. And beyond the seal of the Yin Ruins likely lies the answer we have sought so bitterly. Before this great undertaking, all grudges and disputes must give way."
Silard raised his head to look at Mu Lei, unable to hide the reluctance and confusion in his eyes.
"Governor, is immortality truly that important?"
The moment those words fell, Mu Lei abruptly turned his gaze toward him. His eyes instantly became sharp and icy, and the majestic pressure of a superior descended upon the surroundings.
"Silard, remember this: lifespan is the greatest shackle restraining our empire's rise."
"Even the empire's most powerful Level Seven Liquid Metal War Emperors cannot escape the cycle of life and death. Their lifespans are no more than a thousand