"Too arrogant!"
The moment Mo Wangchen's words were spoken, they instantly ignited the anger of many Void Realm practitioners present.
"Blatantly challenging the authority of Emperor Huang's son, you are desecrating the divine spirit."
An elder stood up, glaring angrily, "He must be suppressed in the city for ten thousand years; killing him outright is too lenient!"
Mo Wangchen's words had provoked the ire of countless Void Realm practitioners, all of whom wished to suppress him immediately.
"Boom boom boom..."
However, amidst the discussions, Mo Wangchen coldly snorted, pointing his finger repeatedly at several of the most aggressive Void Realm practitioners.
In a blink, several figures flew backward, all coughing blood, their faces pale.
"Who gave you the right to suppress me? Was it Emperor Huang's son?"
Mo Wangchen's eyes grew colder as he scanned the crowd, continuing, "Where is he? Let him come out and see me."
