Eighth-Grade Sovereign, Shocking the Entire Crowd

"The Yu Chang Family must have had their reasons for this move. After all, this contest concerns the fate of their clan."

The moment Mo Yu appeared, whispers erupted around the square. One startled gaze after another swept over him.

In the Gongshu Family's seats, Gongshu Zan frowned as he looked at Mo Yu, whom he had met once before. Wasn't this guy part of Yu Chang Ran's convoy back then?

The dignified Yu Chang Family could have found anyone to serve as a scapegoat. Why choose a carriage driver?

But if that wasn't the case, could they really think this young man was capable of contending with his father?

Beside Gongshu Zan sat an old man dressed in a blood-red robe. His eyes were half-closed, utterly ignoring the uproar outside. His hands were tucked into his sleeves, and his body leaned halfway against the chair. Yet his aura was incredibly deep, giving off an oppressive, blood-soaked feeling.

Seeing Gongshu Zan's worry, the old man opened his narrowed eyes slightly and glanced at Mo Yu in the arena. He then said indifferently in a hoarse voice, "This guy seems unfathomable. I wonder where the Yu Chang Family found such an ally."

"Oh? Then can my father defeat him?" Hearing this, Gongshu Zan shuddered slightly. For this old man to offer such an assessment, it seemed that this silver-eyed youth truly wasn't someone the Yu Chang Family had brought in as a scapegoat.

"Master Gongshu used the resources of my Blood God Clan to successfully break through to the Eighth-Grade Sovereign level. Such strength is extremely formidable even within my Blood God Clan.

"As for that boy, although I cannot see through him either, it is possible that he has cultivated a Spirit Art that deliberately conceals his cultivation. Overall, Master