Young friend Lin was clearly so weak, yet he was still thinking about breaking the formation...
Watching Lin Mo "struggle to hold on," the Six Elders of the Divine Firmament could not help feeling ashamed of themselves.
If they put themselves in his shoes, could they treat others with such sincerity, even at the cost of their own well-being?
The answer was clearly no.
Although righteous cultivators prided themselves on belonging to honorable sects, when their own interests were truly at stake, they tended to seek fortune and avoid calamity. At the very least, they would ensure their own safety.
Someone like young friend Lin, who sacrificed himself for others and defended the righteous path with his own body-there was probably no second person like him in the cultivation world today!
"Brother Lin, can you... hold on?"
In the presence of six Nascent Soul Great Cultivators, Dantai Jingyu and Luan Xiuping had remained silent as cicadas in winter, not even daring to lift their heads.
Now, they supported Lin Mo on either side, their faces full of concern. "You've lost too much blood and vital energy. If you force yourself to act, you might damage your foundation. That would be disastrous for your future cultivation!"
Lin Mo shook his head weakly.
He nodded toward Qiongsongzi, his gaze earnest. "You need not worry, Senior. Even if my body is smashed to pieces and my bones ground to dust, I will completely destroy the Nine-Nine Soul-Devouring Formation."
"There must be a heaven-shaking conspiracy behind this formation. Until it is broken, I cannot rest easy!"
Qiongsongzi sighed deeply with emotion.
He turned to his five junior brothers and said gravely, "You've all seen it. Young friend Lin treats us with sincerity. How could we possibly leave him bitterly disappointed?"
"After this matter is