Chen Mo felt a black line form across his forehead as he saw this.
According to Russell's memories, Russell himself was nothing more than a weakling. If Chen Mo was not even as strong as Russell, then wouldn't that make him a weakling among weaklings?
Feeling a chill in his heart, he reminded himself once again that even if he had some strength, he absolutely could not get carried away. He had to remain cautious and careful; who knew when he might run into some powerful fellow?
He had gotten somewhat carried away recently, which was why he had encountered Russell. If he had been more observant and careful when he came to the stronghold, he might have discovered Russell.
Although his Spiritual Sense could not scan Russell, as a cultivator, he should have been able to sense danger and find Russell.
After sighing over it for a moment, he continued examining Russell's memories.
Once Russell learned that what he had done involved the Grand Commander, and that the matter was irreconcilable, he became anxious and panicked.
Others might not know the Grand Commander's strength, but Russell had witnessed it firsthand. That was why he was so alarmed and worried.
Having cultivated to his current level and lived for so long, he naturally wanted very much to keep living. Otherwise, why would he seek every possible way to cultivate and improve his strength?
Was it not all for the sake of staying alive? In this dazzling world, there were simply too many things he could not let go of.
Therefore, increasing his strength had become his foremost priority, so that he could face whatever dangers lay ahead at any moment.
There were two ways to improve his strength. One was through cultivation, allowing himself to grow stronger. But at his