“The sky tower used to be the tower where the disciples of the Mohan clan practiced arrays. It’s been over a billion years, yet it hasn’t been damaged at all.”
“After all, there were a few powerful ancestors of the Mohan clan back then. Even the great beings of the skeleton clan couldn’t destroy our base.”
“The position on the side should be our Mohan clan’s meritorious planet. I didn’t expect it to be occupied by a bunch of weaklings. HMPH!”
The ten of them stood on the Tower of Babel, sighing with emotion in their hearts.
“Go Down!”
The leader of the Mohan clan’s survivors moved and instantly appeared in the sky above the nearby planet, sizing up the planet below.
The nine elders immediately followed by the side.
“Our Mohan clan has returned. All of you, leave our planet immediately.”
One of the elders looked down, took a deep breath, and said expressionlessly.
His voice spread throughout the entire planet below.
“Oh? What?”
