In the sky, waves of energy boiled over, and in just the blink of an eye, Jun Luoye and his entourage drew near above.
Accompanying him was his brother, Jun Wentian, and apart from him, the others were all Saint Heir characters, their aura imposing.
"This bastard!"
Jun Wentian's gaze swept around and eventually landed on Mo Wangchen. He gritted his teeth with hatred; the humiliation he suffered a few days ago was unforgettable, and at this moment, he wished he could carve Mo Wangchen into a thousand pieces to dissolve the resentment in his heart.
"What a terrifying aura, is this the monster who is at the fourth level of the Saint Venerable Realm, having traversed four Heavenly Tribulations…"
Mo Wangchen's gaze grew sharp, ignoring Jun Luoye and instead focusing on the unrestrained aura exuding from Jun Luoye.
