"What brat dares provoke the might of the Maha Ancient Clan?!"
Like a divine bell tolling, a thunderous voice suddenly resounded across the Volcano Continent. Its force seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, radiating an utterly terrifying aura.
Mo Yu and Xiao Yan's expressions changed as well. Judging by this display, could it be that a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign of the Maha Ancient Clan was about to make a move?
The next moment, a spatial crack suddenly appeared in front of Mohetian, and a streak of spiritual light flashed out from within it.
As that spiritual light slowly faded, a vague figure gradually emerged.
The figure was an old man with white hair. He wore a golden robe and had an aged appearance, his face like the bark of a withered tree, as though one foot had already stepped into the coffin.
Yet this old man, who seemed to have one foot in the coffin, made Mo Yu and Xiao Yan feel as though they were facing a formidable enemy. Their expressions became more solemn than ever.
"Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign!"
The moment the white-haired, golden-robed old man appeared, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan's gazes locked tightly onto him.
As the two stared at him, the skin across their bodies prickled faintly. An intensely dangerous feeling surged from the depths of their hearts.
That was because this old man, who looked as though he were on the verge of death with one foot in the coffin, was actually a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign!
"Greetings, Great Elder!"
When the white-haired, golden-robed old man appeared, Maha You and the numerous Clan Members of the Maha Ancient Clan in the distance rapidly flashed over and spoke respectfully.
Even Mohetian slightly bowed at this moment, respect showing on his face.
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