Mo Lin has only acquired a trace of divinity from the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao, yet he has not fully grasped its power.
A question emerges...
Should he face the battle, or leave?
At this moment, Six-Eared Mingyue's eyes are tightly closed, her body resembling a flawless piece of white jade, lying on the ground.
Directly ahead, Yin Qi and Fairy Yunxia are staring fiercely at Mo Lin.
Zhu Zizai stands at a distance, waiting for Mo Lin to speak.
"Mo Lin, you've truly been a source of trouble."
Yin Qi complains to Mo Lin, "Because of you, Six-Eared Mingyue is bound to face punishment when she returns to the Six-Eared Race."
"If you hadn't insisted on seizing a trace of divinity from the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao, Six-Eared Mingyue wouldn't have defied the orders of her clan."
"So... am I to blame?" Mo Lin's lips curl into a cold smile.
Those who stopped Mo Lin from obtaining the trace of divinity weren't wrong, but he was?
