Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Tang Yongming's face turned even paler.
Previously outside the Ancient Ruins, he indeed had attacked Mo Wangchen.
Although the Divine King Body's flesh was unparalleled, and even the Heavenly Dragon Divine Body was suppressed, this only represented Mo Wangchen's potential, not his strength.
However, what Tang Yongming never expected was that within this ruin, cultivation was suppressed.
And just by chance, he encountered him here!
"You... What do you want?"
He clenched his teeth, his face was very unsightly, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness. Being defeated by someone with much lower cultivation, how could Tang Yongming feel comfortable?
"What do you think?"
Mo Wangchen came closer, squinting his eyes, with a cold gleam flashing.
"I am the son of the Saint Master of the Tang family, Mo Wangchen. Killing me will not benefit you!"
