They wanted to... kill Martial Uncle...
Mo Hua's heart jolted. He was briefly dazed, then his Divine Thought raced, and he suddenly realized what this truly might be...
The best time to kill Martial Uncle.
The laws of all things existed in dialectical change; being and nonbeing gave birth to each other, strength and weakness defined each other.
The same was true when cultivators broke through their realms.
The instant you attempted to break through a bottleneck and step into greater strength was often the moment when you were at your weakest.
Mo Hua understood this deeply. Back then, as a Divine Shaman, he had held towering authority; Celestial Pivot had been clear to him, Karma had formed a closed loop, and though the entire Wilderness was littered with treachery, none could harm him.
But once he wished to grow stronger and break through to the Golden Core, that critical moment of breakthrough became his weakest moment.
All the unknown great cultivators, demons and monsters, enemies and nobles, traitors and villains had come to harm him.
If he took that step, he would naturally undergo a Dao transformation, and the sea and sky would stretch vast and boundless before him.
If he failed to take it, he would be one kick away from the door before plunging into an abyss, facing the danger of life and death.
The first time, he had failed to cross that threshold. His Golden Core Formation had failed, his Divinity had shattered, and he had fallen into the Hua Family's hands.
Martial Uncle's scheme in the Great Wilderness was actually the same as his.
He had sought to break through to the Golden Core, while Martial Uncle sought to advance into Void Insight.
His first Golden Core Formation had failed.
And the Dao Sin of