Mo Fan walked toward Mu Bai, who was hanging up high in the Heart Palace. He was filled with sorrow when he saw the terrifying wounds on Mu Bai's body.
The suffering and torture were even worse than Mo Fan had imagined.
"It's been a while." Mo Fan forced a smile.
"I'm cultivating. You don't need to feel sorry for me." Mu Bai was tough as nails. He did not want Mo Fan to get too emotional because of him.
"I understand. That's why I'm here to help you. With your speed, when do you think you'll reach the top? Even though these challenges are shaping your True Soul to make you the Dark King, you don't have to face everything alone. We've gone everywhere and always cause chaos, why shouldn't we do the same here? This is just the Dark Plane!" Mo Fan said.
"We three?" Mu Bai paused for a moment and used his divine sense. Coincidentally, he soon heard a familiar scream coming from a distant palace.
