「Wuji Sect.」
Mo Yang Immortal Monarch calmly released his hand and stepped back.
The spatial restraint was released, and Mu Zixu instantly seemed to come back to life, gasping for air in great gulps.
He immediately sprayed out a mouthful of blood, spewing it all over Wang Yang.
Then, looking utterly drained, Mu Zixu collapsed into a chair. He stared at Mo Yang Immortal Monarch, both shocked and terrified, trembling uncontrollably.
Wang Yang was also horrified. After using a Cleaning Technique to get rid of the bloodstains, he stood by Mu Zixu's side, his face filled with apprehension.
Just a moment ago, he had truly feared that Mo Yang Immortal Monarch would be ruthless and cripple Mu Zixu. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.
It took a long time for Mu Zixu to recover and finally calm the roiling qi and blood in his body. Filled with both anger and fear, he asked:
