The Holy Seal, akin to the Heavenly Mountain, floated above the Huo Family, controlled by Mo Wangchen.
With just a thought, he could activate the Holy Seal and fiercely smash it down.
The previous strike clearly showed the mbers of the Huo Family the power and might of this Holy Seal.
They had no doubt that if the Great Formation were to be struck a few more tis with the Holy Seal by Mo Wangchen, it would inevitably break and collapse completely.
By then, if the opponent forcibly intruded into the Huo Family, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Great Elder, for the sake of the Huo Family’s safety, let’s quickly withdraw this Great Formation..."
Finally, soone couldn’t help but speak out. Without considering what disaster the Huo Family might face once Mo Wangchen breaks the Great Formation and enters, rely the montum from his attack with the Holy Seal on the formation is too much for most within the Huo Family to bear.
"Yes, Great Elder, our Huo Family is rging with the Fire God Clan. Even if this person has the audacity of the heavens, he wouldn’t dare to truly open a massacre. Letting him in would at most bring so humiliation, but compared to the disaster of clan extermination..."
With soone leading, many others followed suit and stood out.
Clearly, at this point, the only thought in their minds was how to survive this impending disaster.
"This..."
Listening to the words of the surrounding clan mbers, Huo Tianlin also fell silent.
Evidently, by now, he had no choice but to weigh the pros and cons.
Perhaps letting Mo Wangchen in would bring quite so humiliation upon the Huo Family, but it was far less than the casualties if the opponent were to forcefully intrude.
"Have you made up your mind?"
Above the Great Formation, Mo Wangchen held the imnse Holy Seal with one hand, looking down coldly, his voice clearly reaching every ear in Dragon Fla City.
Many in the city were astonished, confronting the powerful Huo Family alone. When had anyone dared to do such a thing?
"Withdraw the Great Formation and let Ling Changkong in. This is the only solution for the Huo Family, given that the Saint Master and most experts have gone with the God Slaying Army on an expedition to the Real World, leaving only Great Elder Huo Tianlin in the clan. But Ling Changkong even slew Dongfang Ying, so how could Huo Tianlin possibly block him?"
"At such a young age, even Dongfang Ying of the Third Stage of the Ancient God Realm fell by his hand. In ti, this person will certainly dazzle the world, achieving the unparalleled Reverse Life Path. Among the current Emperor figures of the world, few would dare to compete against him, right?"
"Throughout history, the prodigies have often contended. Logically, Ling Changkong is also from the Real World, and must have had entanglents with Mo Wangchen from the Holy Mountain. One wonders, if the two of them et, whether sparks would fly, as the Reverse Life Path... The two of them are bound to cross paths eventually."
Many were discussing, especially so veteran experts from major power families, now with a fiery glint in their eyes. They just lanted that they were born a thousand years too early. Otherwise, they would surely have joined this grand era and vied for supremacy among countless prodigies worldwide.
Regardless of victory or defeat, to leave a glimpse of one’s na in such passionate and invigorating tis would leave no regrets, right?
"Buzz..."
Finally, as all eyes in Man City watched, the layer of the Great Formation that shrouded the Huo Family gradually withdrew.
With a cold snort, Mo Wangchen put away the Holy Seal and slowly descended, eventually arriving within the Huo Family territory, standing in front of Huo Tianlin and a group of Huo Family mbers.
"You... what do you want to do?"
By now, Huo Tianlin could only gather his courage and step forward.
With the Saint Master absent, only he could speak for the entire Huo Family.
"Not long ago, you led a group of Huo Family experts with great montum, threatening to cut down, and now you ask what I want to do?"
Mo Wangchen smirked coldly, standing with hands behind his back, staring coldly at the other party.
"Ling Changkong, I admit I’m not your opponent, and now in the Huo Family, no one can fight you either. But you should know the reason, if not for the Saint Master not being here..."
Huo Tianlin tightly clenched his fist. Having soone confront them at their doorstep was a great humiliation for the Huo Family, which once claid hegemony and was on par with divine clans of the ti. When had such a thing ever happened?
"If you don’t want to die, you’d best keep your mouth shut."
Mo Wangchen pulled out the Dao Heaven Sword, holding it in hand, the blade surrounded by a purple halo, a process of Great Dao Divine Power derivation, ready to strike with a sword at any mont to take Huo Tianlin’s life.
"You..."
Huo Tianlin gritted his teeth. In his lifeti, he had never experienced such humiliation as today.
Yet after glancing at the Dao Heaven Sword in Mo Wangchen’s hand, he dared not say anything more, but could only swallow his pride, hoping this ’demon’ would leave the Huo Family soon.
"Speaking of which, your Huo Family is also a great clan in the Void Realm, qualified to be on par with the Divine Clan. Though you’ve fallen considerably over the years, the space within your clan has long ford its own realm, barely considered a sacred cultivation site..."
Mo Wangchen spoke indifferently, glancing around. The void within the Huo Family was filled with rich laws. If one listened carefully, it felt as if those laws were deriving sothing. Whoever could comprehend them would surely find them endlessly beneficial.
As he spoke, he ignored the gazes of Huo Tianlin and the Huo family and started walking by himself within the Huo Family, as if exploring ancient relics.
"Such a delicate statue, lifelike as if it were a real person..."
Soon, he arrived in a plaza, where a giant statue of a man stood in the center.
A middle-aged man, standing with hands behind his back, eyes slightly raised, gazed at the distant sky.
Just standing there, it invisibly exerted a mysterious pressure, hinting at how magnificent the person represented by the statue was.
rely a statue, yet it made Mo Wangchen feel pressure that ordinary people could not possibly create.
"This is the statue of our Huo Family’s first generation Divine Ancestor. Even after countless years, it still seals a divine thought. When our Huo Family faces a disaster of clan extermination, the divine thought within the statue will be automatically activated and can transform into ten thousand swords, killing everything," Huo Tianlin coldly snorted.
"Oh?"
Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but frown slightly, "If so, why did you just compromise and let in then?"
"The divine thought of the Divine Clan, sealed for countless years. This is the true reliance of our Huo Family. Even the current Divine Emperors would not dare to underestimate it. Wasting it on you, wouldn’t that be too unworthy?" Huo Tianlin spoke again.
So, it turns out he believed that the divine ancestor’s thought sealed in the statue was not worth wasting on Mo Wangchen.
"Just a statue. Even if it has a divine ancestor’s thought sealed within, after so many years, how much power can it still have remaining?"
Mo Wangchen laughed dismissively, but he had no intention of activating the divine thought sealed within the statue. That would undoubtedly be seeking trouble.
Finishing his words, he turned and left there again, heading towards a direction within the Huo Family.
"Great Elder, that’s the location of the Divine Technique Pavilion..."
Watchful of his slowly departing figure, everyone in the Huo Family plaza couldn’t help but frown, sensing impending doom in their hearts.
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