The Mane God Patriarch was momentarily stunned, and then a wave of horrifying fear mixed with intense anger and unease suddenly engulfed his entire heart. He raised his bewildered head to look toward the direction of the voice, and in that instant, he felt as if he was facing the Evil Lord with the Big Foot!
How could this be possible?
In the brief moment when the voice arrived, the Mane God Patriarch had already guessed the identity of the other party.
Chu Mo, Young Master Mo, matchless Young Master Chu!
It must be him!
But the question is, how does he know who I am?
It's been a long time... where did this come from?
This faint laughter also left the others completely stunned. Especially the group of elders from the Ancient Dongfang Clan stood there like wooden statues. The other party didn't say anything to them, seemingly not paying any attention to this group of elder figures. But what they felt wasn't anger.
Instead, it was, fear!
