Li Mo concealed his aura and walked through the lower levels of the bustling port.
Compared to the cultivators who perished from industrial pollution, the damage caused by the Dan Ghost Sect was actually minimal; it was more a matter of the sect's dignity.
Li Mo couldn't help but grow curious about the power system of the Dan Cultivators.
The Inner Core lineage was even more enigmatic than the Outer Elixir lineage. Dan Cultivators seemed capable of attaching themselves to the target's Mud Pill Palace, reminiscent of the winter worm, summer grass fungus. He wondered what profundities lay behind it.
Li Mo glanced around.
Neon lights on both sides of the street flickered faintly through the fog. It was highly likely that Dan Cultivators were hiding in unpopulated corners, secretly watching the port.
Li Mo ascended to the second level of the port, and the prickling sense of impending danger lessened somewhat.
