"Mo Wangchen?!"
Feeling someone watching him, Xuan Yin turned his gaze.
With one glance, he recognized Mo Wangchen.
His expression changed slightly, accompanied by numerous prodigies of the younger generation.
Including the Xuan Emperor, who was also standing not far away.
They all noticed Mo Wangchen. The geniuses from the Xuanwu Alliance were well aware of the grievances between him and Xuan Yin.
And it was not just any simple grievance.
In the past, Mo Wangchen had slain the Saint Heir from afar, and even Xuan Yin, who was in the Xuan Emperor Palace, wanted to kill him. If not for the intervention of Emperor Xuansheng, Xuan Yin might have faced a dire situation.
Now, enemies meet, their eyes burn with rage, Mo Wangchen cannot possibly turn a blind eye.
"Crack!"
As expected, just as everyone was surprised, Mo Wangchen made his move.
