"Dou Qi Continent, Thunder Emperor Mo Yu?"
When Mo Yu's calm voice rang out above the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform, Blood Robe's brows furrowed slightly.
He had never heard of the Dou Qi Continent. As for the name Mo Yu, it was equally unfamiliar to him, let alone the title of Thunder Emperor, which he had never even heard before.
Thinking of this, the worry in Blood Robe's heart gradually receded. He had assumed that Mo Yu came from some ancient race with terrifying foundations, but judging from the situation now, there seemed to be nothing behind him worthy of such wariness.
A powerhouse so young was certainly astonishing, but in his eyes, he was merely the sort of opponent who would be slightly troublesome to kill.
As an elder of the Blood God Clan, Blood Robe's experience and methods were clearly extremely ruthless and cunning.
"What Dou Qi Continent? I've never heard of it. It must be some insignificant Lower Plane. To break through the shackles of a Lower Plane, you clearly have some ability.
"However, let me advise you of one thing: this is the Great Thousand World, not that remote, barren, backward little place of yours. On that so-called Dou Qi Continent, you may be the strongest person, but here, you are nothing.
"As for your title of Thunder Emperor, it sounds intimidating, but it is nothing more than the people of a little place amusing themselves. So don't bring it out to attract attention." Blood Robe looked toward Mo Yu and let out a cold laugh.
"Oh? He came from a Lower Plane?"
Hearing what Blood Robe said, an uproar immediately broke out around them. Everyone then looked toward Mo Yu in astonishment. They had never expected that this mysterious powerhouse had actually come from a