"What does this person want to do?"
Mo Wangchen stood holding his sword, facing where the Divine Palace was, without making a move immediately.
Such a scene naturally attracted quite a bit of attention.
"Holding a Holy Weapon and standing in front of the Divine Palace, do you think he might actually want to charge in? Hahaha..."
A middle-aged man couldn't help but tease, but that was just for fun. He naturally didn't really think Mo Wangchen was foolish to that extent.
After all, this is one of the Eight Divine Palaces of the world!
Not to mention the sitting Fire God Emperor within; even though currently, the Fire God Emperor is away on an expedition to the Real World, the strength of a Divine Clan cannot be overturned by just anyone.
At least in the eyes of the middle-aged man, the man in white standing with a sword in front of the Divine Palace didn't have such capability.
