When Mo Qi performed the Three Kowtows of the Unmoving Nether King, everyone Within the Pass—the numerous Vajra and Void Realm Cultivators, as well as the Women's Corps—all sensed something.
Especially when Mo Qi's Heart Power was exhausted, a sense of panic washed over all of them.
"The Young Master must be in trouble! He needs our help!"
The members of the Women's Corps, all of them beautiful young women, wore looks of grave concern.
"What do we do? We can't contact the Young Master!"
"Besides, we're not strong enough to help him!"
"Sigh… To him, we're nothing but a burden right now!"
The women's voices overlapped, a mixture of reverence for Mo Qi and frustration at their own powerlessness.
They wished for nothing more than to fly to Mo Qi's side that very instant, to shield him from every blow.
"I swear, I will do whatever it takes to grow stronger as quickly as possible! Even if I can't fight by his side, I must at least be strong enough to die for him!"
