When Cultivators Begin to Pity the World

Immortal cultivators say: "Cut off the worldly ties, and the Supreme Being will forget all love." Until that night, Cheng Mo saw the light balls "fighting" in the sky. In his peripheral vision, Chen Yang's chest was pierced. Officials said it was an accident, but Cheng Mo knew that he saw a figure in the light. The principal patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "This is the monk. In their eyes, we are just ants." But Cheng Mo couldn't forget the look in Chen Yang's eyes before he died, let alone the eyes that stared at him from the flames in the fire. He clutched the ancient book left by his master. When Jiangbei City is enveloped by the evil formation, half a million people are about to become sacrifices... Ling Shuang, a genius swordsman from the Tianxuan Division, asked him: "Why don't you retreat when you know you can't stop him?" Cheng Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "If you become an immortal, you won't even have mercy..." "Then it's okay for this immortal to not cultivate."