Within the Futur Main Hall, the atmosphere had congealed like iron.
Mo Yu walked in at a leisurely pace. His eyes, containing an endless chaotic Thunder Sea, swept indifferently over the five rigid figures before finally settling on Futur Xuan's face, seated in the main position.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile had remained at the corners of his mouth, as if the top powerhouses of the Five Great Ancient Clans before him were nothing more than a few buzzing mosquitoes.
"My King has arrived."
It was a lighthearted sentence, yet it was like thunder from the ninth heaven, exploding in the hearts of every Saint Grade powerhouse in the hall.
Futur Xuan's expression instantly darkened to the extreme.
He stared fixedly at that leisurely figure, tumultuous waves surging through his heart.
How could this Mo Yu dare to act so arrogantly?
Knowing full well that the Five Great Ancient Clans had set an ambush here, he had still dared to enter the Futur Main Hall alone and openly?!
Mohetian's reaction was the most intense. The hatred engraved in his bones instantly overwhelmed his reason.
He suddenly stepped forward. Black and white energies surged madly around him, and the terrifying pressure of a Mid Saint Grade powerhouse crushed toward Mo Yu like a tangible force!
"Mo Yu!!! You actually dared to walk into the trap!!!"
Black Heaven and Black Earth's expressions changed slightly. The two of them were likewise furious.
The wounds on their chests, which had long since healed, seemed to ache faintly once more. They were brands of humiliation, an utter disgrace that could not be washed away even in ten thousand years!
The two rose simultaneously. Two deep, dark auras shot into the sky and intertwined with Mohetian's pressure, forming a terrifying torrent capable of crushing the stars!