Radiant Splendor Heaven, Brightlight Blessed Land.
Chu Mo brought Li Yuanqing back to the main hall and sealed it with the Netherworld, cutting off the inside from the outside.
Pinned to his knees by the nether light, Li Yuanqing still gazed coldly and disdainfully at the black-robed young man before him. He sneered, "I will never bow and scrape like Brightlight and the others. If you want to kill me, then do it."
"Rest assured, Valley Master Li. Someone who has forged an innate dharma body-and one only a step away from attaining the evolved old self, at that. How could This Venerable bear to kill you?"
Chu Mo smiled faintly and crouched down to meet Li Yuanqing's eyes.
"Rather than killing you, it would be better to make you [me]."
Before Li Yuanqing could grasp the deeper meaning of those words, he suddenly felt an inexplicable familiarity with the man before him, as though he were a mirror reflecting his own face.
The next moment, an invisible, mysterious power abruptly descended.
An itching sensation arose inside his head, as though something were growing there, gradually replacing him. In a haze, his consciousness began to blur.
"You... what are you going to do?!"
Li Yuanqing's expression finally changed, and he struggled to resist.
But his clash with the Dragon King had left both of them badly wounded, and afterward, the cultivators of the two sects had given him a vicious beating. Had Chu Mo not held back earlier, he would already have met his end in the Yellow Springs. Though he now felt that dying outright would have been a far quicker release.
"Do not panic, Valley Master Li."
Chu Mo's voice sounded beside his ear, gentle as a passing spring breeze. "It will be over soon."
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