"That wicked thief who stole our moon core has finally shown himself!"
In the Xiao Mang Celestial Race supreme temple, the white-robed priests were kneeling on the ground and worshipping on a huge three-headed Pan Ao. Their heads were stamping on the ground unceasingly and their faces were filled with joy.
"Grand ancestor! That brat has finally appeared in our senses!"
"Grand ancestor, please wake up and sentence the thief, retrieve our rightful treasure!"
"Grand ancestor…"
The three-headed Pan Ao statue suddenly quivered and a strong force of energy descended down from the sky, nearly shattering the statue into pieces. Three voices stacked on together and trembled the blood essences in the Xiao Mang priests, causing them to fall on the ground while spurting blood out from their mouth!
"His location!"
Despite their grave injuries, the white-robed priests have quickly told their grand ancestor the location of the moon core.
