He continued to relentlessly recount the ten reasons why Chu Mo could not succeed, finally concluding with a helpless sigh:
"Throughout history, how many wise predecessors have tried to protect and guide their successors through tribulations? Have you ever heard of anyone succeeding?"
"Those who dared to do that, weren't they all incredibly talented geniuses of all time! Didn't they all end up being struck by lightning?"
"I admit, that Chu Mo is incredibly talented, but no matter how talented he is, he's still just a human. Even celestial beings can't accomplish this, so how could he be an exception?"
The white-haired old cultivator sighed deeply, a trace of desolate sorrow at the loss of hope flashing across his eyes.
He knew all too well that Heaven's will was difficult to defy and that the way of Heaven was irreversible.
But he was truly unwilling to accept it.
"My dear, I still want to go and see it."
"Alright, I'll go with you!" The female cultivator couldn't bear to say anything more and nodded gently.
Similar scenes are happening simultaneously in many places.
Even though many people themselves find it hard to believe.
But Chu Mo's actions and his legendary prowess still ignited a glimmer of unrealistic fantasy in the hearts of many desperate people.
The Alliance of the Underworld Gods.
At this moment, Yan Xi'an and the others all had expressions of relaxed joy.
No one expected that Chu Mo would make such a foolish and arrogant decision.
"Fellow Daoist Night Hawk, remember to send someone to check on him then. Don't let Chu Mo die too lonely. At least send him on his way, hahaha..."
Yan Xi'an laughed triumphantly, as if Chu Mo had already died in front of him.
But no one present seemed to think there was a problem; they were all all smiles.
This was a death sentence from the start!
...
Three days later.
The entire city of Fury was shrouded in a solemn and tragic atmosphere.
Because of Chu Mo...
I will help someone overcome their tribulation today!
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