The black-robed man left.
It seemed like he wanted to do this the hard way.
As he left, he ruminated that the Hundred Battles Immortal King, currently the supreme ruler of the Nine Provinces, was inevitably set to grasp the reins of the Five Great Sects.
Mo Tianxing, standing in front of him, would undoubtedly meet destruction alongside the Tianxing Sect.
Watching the black-robed man leave, Mo Tianxing's expression turned cold.
His Tianxing Sect had been established for more than a thousand years and had never bowed to any faction.
Moreover, an Immortal King?
It was not that his Tianxing Sect did not have immortal kings.
The outcome of this game had yet to be decided.
On the other hand, the thunderous reverberation in the sky persisted briefly but eventually dissipated. It seemed to have been triggered, yet somehow lost its intended target.
