"Cousin Mo Yu..."
Xiao Yan stared blankly at the silver-eyed man standing at the edge of the valley. After a moment, a relieved smile slowly appeared on his resolute and steady face.
It was the smile of comrades who had fought side by side for decades, shared life and death, and possessed absolute trust and dependence on each other.
Maha Lie stared coldly at Mo Yu with a deep chill in his eyes. His icy voice seemed to come from the depths of the Netherworld: "Who are you? How dare you ruin the affairs of my Maha Ancient Clan?"
When his gaze swept around earlier, Maha Lie had discovered that nearly half of the dozens of elite clan members from the Maha Ancient Clan surrounding the valley were missing. A thick smell of blood had spread through the air.
Clearly, those missing disciples had all died at this man's hands.
This result instantly filled Maha Lie's heart with unmatched fury and killing intent. His eyes, fixed on Mo Yu, were like those of a vicious, ferocious wolf.
Feeling the ferocity in Maha Lie's eyes, Mo Yu remained expressionless and said lightly, "The Maha Ancient Clan? So what?"
"A Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign actually dares to act arrogantly in front of my Maha Ancient Clan. These days, there are truly more and more people who don't know how to live or die."
Hearing this, Maha Lie laughed furiously instead, his laughter filled with intense killing intent. "I don't care what your background is, but I must tell you this: today, this Fentian Volcano Valley will become your grave!"
"Elder Shuang, he's yours. Don't hold back. Capture him first and break all four of his limbs."
Maha Lie turned his gaze toward the leading elder of the Maha Ancient Clan at the