Seeing that his grandson didn't even answer the phone, Mo Xing became even angrier. He fiercely slammed the table in front of him and after thinking it over, finally decided to go to the Thousand Mirrors Pavilion.
Some things indeed couldn't wait any longer.
To prevent the situation from spiraling further out of control, Mo Xing wanted to terminate certain plans, but at this moment, he wasn't exactly sure if he could really bring this play to a timely end?
As Mo Xing secretly headed to the Thousand Mirrors Pavilion, Mo Ze had already arrived at the Seventy-Two Demon King's Mansion.
Mo Ze dodged the 24-hour patrol of the Black Wing Army and followed the 'marks' left by Xuanyuan Wuji to find the back mountain forbidden area of the Demon King's Mansion.
However, upon reaching here, Xuanyuan Wuji's presence vanished without a trace.
Mo Ze frowned deeply; he could clearly sense that something was not quite right about this place.
