Obstruction and Demands

An ancient blue-stone square hung beneath a sky where a spatial vortex emerged.

When that young voice rang out, countless gazes across the world instantly shot toward it.

Then the many clan members of the Sky Swallowing Python Tribe saw several figures slowly walk out of the vortex.

The two figures at the front consisted of a mysterious person on the left, completely clad in a black robe with their face hidden from view.

As for the right, it was a tall and handsome man with a slender build. He had silver eyes filled with indifference and an unsettling sense of oppression. The pressure radiating from him made the hearts of many Sky Swallowing Python Tribe powerhouses tremble involuntarily.

That pressure was actually even stronger than that of some of the elders in their tribe.

"Is he that Mo Yu? Her Highness Cai Lin's husband?"

"He's so handsome! No wonder Her Highness Cai Lin married him. If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to stop myself from falling for him either."

"I heard that he isn't just handsome—his strength is also formidable. He established his own faction on a supercontinent."

"He's that amazing? In that case, aren't he and Her Highness Cai Lin a match made in heaven?"

In one corner of Ten Thousand Python Mountain, a group of bewitchingly beautiful and alluring Sky Swallowing Python Tribe women chattered away. Mo Yu's handsome face and dashing bearing had instantly conquered them.

However, compared to the infatuated women, the Sky Swallowing Python Tribe men looked at Mo Yu with flashes of jealousy in their eyes.

"This guy actually had the nerve to come to our Sky Swallowing Python Tribe. He's simply courting death. Does he really think that being Her Highness Cai Lin's husband means he can do