"Interesting, ever since the battle with Xuan Yin, no one has made my blood boil like this for a long time. You two truly are worthy opponents. Let me have a satisfying battle today."
Mo Wangchen stood in the void, his white robe fluttering with the wind, exuding an ethereal aura. The Great Dao Divine Power surrounded him, as if the unparalleled Divine King of yore had been resurrected.
In his eyes, there was an absolute confidence. Crossing the Thousand Divine Tribulations had inflated Mo Wangchen's temperament.
He had always wanted to see what level his current strength had reached.
Coincidentally, both Huo Yu and Luo Mingcheng were experts at the Quasi-God Realm, young kings of their generation.
By engaging with such figures, he could most clearly recognize his own strength.
"Extinguish!"
With the sound falling, a dark heavy sword suddenly appeared in Mo Wangchen's hand.
