Martial Soul: Be a Saint

From their conversation, they found out that the youth with an unfathomable cultivation was actually Wu Hao's butler.    

    

When they found out about this, they were stunned on the spot.    

    

It was hard to imagine that such a strong person was actually Wu Hao's butler.    

    

What exactly is Wu Hao's identity?    

    

Why did he have such a powerful butler?    

    

Without question, Wu Hao's identity became mysterious in their eyes.    

    

But they did not know that Wu Hao did not have any status, they were only attracted by the word 'butler' and did not notice the matter of him being reincarnated.    

    

However, it was this matter that had completely shocked them. It was even Mo Tian and Xing Yue who had a sense of lingering fear in their hearts.    

    

Wu Hao's background was so powerful. Thinking about how they had teamed up to deal with the other party, it was fortunate that it did not develop to the point where there was no leeway left.    

    

Otherwise, it was extremely possible that the young man with an unfathomable cultivation would appear when Wu Hao was in danger.    

    

At that time, wouldn't he be able to destroy them with just a wave of his hand?    

    

Just the thought of it made him feel terrified.    

    

BOOM!    

    

Moreover, within the sea of consciousness of the Immortal Demon Body, it suddenly released a burst of rumbling and trembling, causing a huge hole to appear as a result of the surging Demonic Qi, alarming Wu Hao who was inside.    

    

The sea of consciousness of an undying devil body was so strong, yet it was actually torn apart. Just who was doing this?    

    

Wu Hao was startled, but when he saw who it was, he could not help but be surprised.    

    

"Uncle Qian, why are you here?"    

    

Wu Hao looked at Mo Jiutian in surprise and asked.    

    

"If I don't come, will you be able to deal with the resentment of the demonic body?" Mo Jiutian looked at him and sighed.    

    

He didn't want to be born.    

    

However, Wu Hao was his only young master and his benefactor. Even though the other party was in danger, he could not pretend that he did not see through it.    

    

When Wu Hao heard his words, he fell silent.    

    

Mo Jiutian did not say much. He lifted his hand and a spatial rule appeared. It rotated extremely quickly in front of him and expanded with the wind.    

    

In the blink of an eye, it had completely covered the soul body of the demonic consciousness.    

    

At that moment.    

    

A cold light flashed in the depths of Mo Jiutian's eyes, and his expression became ice-cold.    

    

He opened his mouth and mumbled, "Return to where you came from. You shouldn't exist in this world!"    

    

The moment the voice was released, the laws of space and time began to frantically reverse the flow.    

    

In the blink of an eye.    

    

The soul of the demonic soul was actually weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye under the countercurrent of time and space.    

    

In the end, it became the initial grievance, and with a clench of Mo Jiutian's fingers, it was completely annihilated.    

    

The entire process was as simple as Wu Hao being shocked.    

    

He had used all of his powers, to the point that even if he used all his strength, he was unable to shake this grudge, but Mo Jiutian was still able to destroy it with a wave of her hand?    

    

Just what kind of shocking thing was this!?    

    

It seemed that his cultivation was still too low, and his control over the laws was still too weak!    

    

"Alright, the resentment has been removed, you can relax and control your undying devil body!" Mo Jiutian retracted his hand and slightly retracted the spatial and temporal laws. His eyes indifferently glanced at Wu Hao for a moment, and then, he turned around and left.    

    

However, after walking a few steps, he stopped, and with his back facing Wu Hao, he opened his mouth once again, and warned him with a serious tone: "However, the Demonic Qi of the Immortal Demon Body is too dense, and can easily give rise to grievances. You must be careful, or else we will fail you!"    

    

After Mo Jiutian finished speaking, he left the sea of consciousness of the Immortal Demon Body, and during the entire process, he did not even talk with Wu Hao anymore.    

    

Perhaps, he really did not want to interfere too much in the affairs of the world, which was why he seemed so cold and indifferent.    

    

Wu Hao watched him leave, and after a moment of silence, he said to the empty air: "Many thanks!"