Chu Mo stood alone on the island, his eyes dark and fathomless.
Just moments ago, he had casually found an excuse to turn down Xuan Cheng's offer to accompany him.
"It barely counts as a life-saving debt... my dear junior brother, don't forget to repay it."
Chu Mo smiled faintly. Now, Xuan Cheng's fate was already in the bag. Whenever he wished, he could give it a gentle tug, seize that fate, and turn him into an other-self aspect.
"Xuan Cheng is in hand. Next comes Senior Sister Chang Le."
He slowly turned his gaze toward Cloudsea Hanging Mountain.
The dream origin, ascending to heaven through spirit transformation... troublesome though these things were, one more debt hardly mattered when he was already buried in them. Besides, rashly reaching for the death origin would likely bring even greater disaster.
Chu Mo withdrew his gaze and pointed a finger.
A dim light bloomed at his fingertip and fell into the void. It slowly spread, opening a small heaven and earth only a few miles across within the void.
Only after setting restrictive seals and stepping into the small heaven and earth did he take a Soul Orb from his sleeve.
A terrified face was imprinted on the Soul Orb.
The corner of Chu Mo's mouth curled upward, and he pointed a finger. The Soul Orb abruptly swelled, then grew into the shape of a human body. Huayin's Remnant Soul tumbled to the ground, looking utterly bedraggled.
"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist, for the sake of the fate that brought us together, could you show mercy just this once?"
Huayin gave an awkward smile, his tone ingratiating.
"Show mercy? Heh, perhaps." Chu Mo said indifferently, "I have some questions for you."
True Lord Huayin hurriedly nodded. "Please ask, Fellow Daoist. I will tell you