"Master, this disciple understands!"
Faced with Su Mo's warning, Mo Ling nodded solemnly.
He could die, but he could not kneel!
Mo Ling felt the meaning contained within those words deeply.
In the past, everyone had been like this, so he had never felt that there was anything slavish about himself.
But now, after hearing his master's words, he suddenly awoke.
That was right!
He had already lost the will to resist. From body to mind, he had been enslaved. That was indeed terrifying.
Putting the giant axe away in his Spatial Treasure Artifact, Mo Ling strode out. When he opened the hall doors, a crowd appeared before his eyes.
Several hundred people had gathered outside the hall. The leader was tall and powerfully built, standing there brazenly with the air of someone holding up heaven and earth.
This person was Yin Shuang.
"Haha, coward, you finally came out?" Yin Shuang gave a savage grin and burst into laughter.
"Eldest Senior Brother, Senior Brother Yin Shuang wants to challenge you. Are you still going to make excuses?"
A graceful young woman stepped forward and spoke. Though she wore a smile, her face was full of mockery.
The woman was named Fan Ning. Among the Yun Tian Sect disciples, she ranked third, second only to Mo Ling and Yin Shuang.
Mo Ling cast Fan Ning a cold glance before fixing his gaze on Yin Shuang's face.
"Junior Brother Yin, since you want to fight, I shall grant your wish!" Mo Ling's voice was low, carrying a chill.
"Haha, you're finally willing to fight!"
Upon hearing this, Yin Shuang immediately laughed heartily. He had challenged Mo Ling several times, yet Mo Ling had refused every time. He had not expected him to agree now.
As long as he defeated Mo Ling and