Even though Dongmen Nu intended to make a move.
Mo Yunsheng remained indifferent, even with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking as if he was watching a good show.
It seemed that the events unfolding before him were merely an amusing affair from another Ancient Clan, unrelated to him.
He leaned against the wall, tilting his head, bored.
At this moment.
Dongmen Nu was already in a towering rage!
A terrible aura like black fog enveloped the whole main hall.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared!
As if tearing through everything in its path!
"Mo Chen! This time, you really messed with the wrong person!"
A roar like thunder!
A furious howl burst from Dongmen Nu's throat, pouncing towards Mo Chen like a wild beast, ferocious and cold-blooded.
The power of a Lower Heavenly Venerate at the third level was apparent!
The entire main hall seemed to shake!
As if experiencing a great earthquake, the ground skewed, undulating like waves!
