"I don't know."
Demon General Yuan Mo shook his head, watching Sun Wukong's receding figure, his eyes narrowing slightly, "It's the first time I've seen someone like this. I can't see through his fate!"
The Soul-breaking Curse was always known to doom its victim, and it was unheard of for anyone to weaken the curse's power during its casting. Yet this unusual occurrence happened to Sun Wukong. Demon General Yuan Mo dared not predict what Sun Wukong's future would be.
"Forget it, stop worrying about that kid and focus on yourself. Yuan Long, two years from now in the Eastern Continent competition, only those with a Cultivation Realm of Domain King and below can participate. Have you found a way to suppress your cultivation yet?"
"Of course, just separate a portion of cultivation and seal it away. I've already prepared, how about you?"
"Same here! Just to be clear, even though we're friends, I won't hold back when the time comes!"
