Ye Hanjun vaguely remembered the first time he met Mo. Mo was wrapped in bandages, leaning on a crutch with his right hand, and had a white crow perched on his left shoulder. Pale, cold, and sickly was his entire appearance.
In the blink of an eye, he was no longer the obscure youth, bearing the hopes of the Ming Lamp Night Clan, and had established a profound connection with the Solar Abyss.
Mo, too, had transformed from a deformed, bizarre figure, ascended in rank, awakened Spirit Wisdom, and became an indispensable "expert" in the team...
As his thoughts drifted, Ye Hanjun exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his tension up until now finally eased.
The rebellion of the Great Erosion Giant Demon Clan had almost come to a perfect end.
Next, it was to see what Mo would evolve into.
The Holy Saint Embryo, a higher realm that ordinary beings aspired to for a lifetime, was also the critical node from mortal to saint, from saint to divine.
