"You want the Divine Art?!"
Hearing Mo Wangchen's voice, Jiang Hong's expression became even uglier.
"Wishful thinking! The Divine Art is the most precious treasure of our Fire God Clan, passed down through countless ages, never once entrusted to outsiders."
Behind Jiang Hong, a young man stepped forward, full of anger as he looked at Mo Wangchen. He spoke again, "Mo Wangchen, you are powerful, but you are not truly invincible. The reason our Fire God Clan is in such a state is because nearly all of our experts have gone to the Real World. Otherwise, you wouldn't have succeeded."
"Shameless scoundrel, taking advantage of the Divine Emperor's absence to attack our clan. Mo Wangchen, you want to take our Divine Art? If this matter reaches the ears of the Divine Emperor, he will surely cut you down!"
