"Described as worthless?"
"Feng Yu is trash."
"Mo Tian is terrifying. This level of power far exceeds the peak of a Half-Immortal King. Among the younger generation, he's unbeatable."
"Perhaps only the mysterious Evil God might have a slight chance to battle Mo Tian."
People are shocked, still not recovered from Feng Yu's defeat in one move.
"Mo Tian, you're not simple! It seems you've mastered a terrifying demonic physique," Mu Chen muttered.
"Mo Tian won, now what?" Many from the Eastern Dynasty frowned. If Mo Tian wins, they begrudgingly have to hand over the Eastern Princess to the Demon Clan.
"Your Highness, what about this kid?"
"The Old Ancestor's calculations can't be wrong. So, the final winner must be this Evil God. He's the one the Old Ancestor is looking for," said the ruler seriously.
"The Old Ancestor?" Everyone was speechless. If it's the unfathomable Old Ancestor, they didn't know what to say.
