I'll ask again, where is Aotian?!
Mo Wangchen's icy words, seeming to harbor endless killing intent, reached the ears of those from the ancient clan.
It made their hearts involuntarily tremble, as his gaze seemed like that of a grim reaper.
Here, he seemed like a sovereign, and no one dared to defy him in the slightest.
"In... in the Dark Hall, guarded personally by the Great Elder!" someone finally couldn't resist their inner fear, as if fearing Mo Wangchen would kill him the next moment.
"Take me there!" Mo Wangchen coldly shouted these words.
Seeing Mo Wangchen turn his gaze, the person who spoke earlier couldn't help but feel his legs go weak, almost collapsing to the ground.
He said hastily, "This... this way!"
After speaking, he dared not hesitate for a moment, leading Mo Wangchen towards the rear of the Demon God Clan.
"Is this the Dark Hall?"
Before long, led by the ancient clan's person, Mo Wangchen arrived in front of a hall.
