Yan Mo, though smiling, exuded a heavy sense of pressure from his elevated position in the grand hall. This pressure was not just from Yan Mo himself but also the immense influence of the Primordial Wilderness Demon Cultivation World behind him.
"Yan Mo, it seems you're still exactly as you were back then," Azure Dragon thought to himself with a wry smile as he watched Yan Mo, knowing that the Yan Mo before him might no longer remember him, but Azure Dragon could not forget Yan Mo.
That weak yet proud figure persisted in Azure Dragon's mind. It was likely that the contemporaries of the Dragon Clan's Yan Family and 'Yan Lang,' Azure Dragon, would never forget the name Yan Mo.
