Several days later, with Yichu acting as the go-between, Chu Mo met that Dao Lord of the Life-Ending Society somewhere in the Spirit Realm.
The man wore a pale, plain-cut robe without a single embroidered pattern, only divine light lingering around it. His face was handsome, his features open and refined. At first glance, he looked like a gentle, cultured scholar.
[Level 61 · Dao Lord Dust-Cleansing]
"Mid-stage Spirit Transformation?" A trace of surprise flashed through Chu Mo's eyes.
"I am Ji Heng," the Dao Lord of the Slaughter Society said, cupping his hands with great courtesy. "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Youxuan."
Chu Mo returned the salute. "Your reputation precedes you, Fellow Daoist Ji."
"You flatter me. It is I who have long admired your name." Ji Heng smiled faintly. "I heard that you wield the root origin of [Death]. I was delighted and came especially to see it."
Watching from the side, Yichu smiled. "The root origins you two wield share certain similarities. Why not exchange insights? You might gain something from it."
"Similarities?"
At Yichu's words, Ji Heng shook his head. "[Killing] and [Death] seem close, but in truth, they are worlds apart. Killing is a means; death is a destination. One who kills may not be able to make someone die, and one who causes death may not have killed with his own hands. Would you agree?"
As he spoke that last sentence, he turned his gaze toward Chu Mo and smiled amiably.
The higher someone from the Extinction Life lineage cultivates, the madder they become. But why does this man seem... quite normal? Recalling Yichu's earlier warning, Chu Mo followed the other man's reasoning. "You make a good point. Killing is active; death is passive. Killing is the process; death is the conclusion. They are