Chu Mo had never expected that before he even entered the Ghost Market, someone... some Taboo would have torn all the Ghost Markets apart.
Still, he keenly caught the key point in Xi Sang's words: the First Ghost Market was deeply connected to the Nether Road.
His thoughts raced like lightning, countless possibilities rising in his mind. Seeing that the other party accepted his identity as a "subordinate of Nine Sorrows," he immediately decided to follow that lead and probe further.
A troubled look appeared on Chu Mo's face. "Wh-what am I to do, then...? His Exalted Eminence Nine Sorrows bestowed a volume of True Scripture upon me, intending to spread his teachings throughout the world and bring prosperity to the Path of Sorrow.
"Under his orders, I had hoped to use the Ghost Markets' connections to every corner of the world, and the convenience of gathering all beneath Heaven, to spread his teachings and establish his Law... But I never imagined..."
"Spread his teachings throughout the world? Bring prosperity to the Path of Sorrow?" At this, Xi Sang gave an undisguised sneer. "A futile endeavor."
His words were filled with merciless mockery. Clearly, he thought very little of Nine Sorrows' undertaking.
Then Xi Sang's gaze fell upon Chu Mo again, lingering for several breaths on the talisman seal he had yet to put away.
His gaze was deep and distant, as though he were considering something.
Just as Chu Mo felt a slight chill of apprehension and was about to speak again to shore up his story, Xi Sang suddenly raised a hand from the Imperial Throne and pointed lightly at the talisman seal from afar.
A speck of dim light appeared, sinking from his fingertip into the seal.
Chu Mo felt the talisman seal grow slightly warm in