"Amitabha..."
Moluo sighed softly, reciting a Buddhist chant, his gaze heavy, while pondering the origin of that person, seemingly similar to the Asura tribe he once faced.
Yet there were vast differences, leaving him very puzzled. In this realm, amongst various forces, when did such an existence emerge?
It was utterly unheard of.
Because one thing could be confirmed, the person who acted earlier was definitely not from the so-called demon clan, nor was it the Demon Emperor Mo Ying whom he had faced back then....
"Hmm, take a look."
Su Ming Ancestor stared into the void, his pupils suddenly contracting, as if witnessing an unbelievable scene, as if something was covering this entire world.
Flashing continuously in the void.
"Your Majesty is currently fighting in the starry sky!"
Moluo said in a deep voice.
...
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!!!"
