"There is no need for further words. Handing over the Wind Emperor is absolutely impossible."
Across the vast square, Mo Yu's calm voice rang out, causing Luo Tiancang's expression to abruptly change and darken at once.
Not only him—even the powerful figures from the surrounding factions who had gathered to watch began whispering among themselves.
"That's Luo Tiancang from the Heavenly Luo Continent, isn't it? Isn't he the sect master of the Heavenly Profound Gate? Why has he come to our Heavenly Thunder Continent?"
"Can't you see? The Lord of Thunder Prison killed a Heavenly Profound Gate expert, so Luo Tiancang came looking for trouble."
"Hehe, now this will be interesting. It is said that Luo Tiancang had already stepped half a foot into the Heavenly Sovereign realm decades ago. His strength is incomparably formidable. Even if he has yet to truly break through to Heavenly Sovereign, he is not someone to be underestimated. Mo Yu has kicked an iron plate this time."
"Yeah, who knows where the Lord of Thunder Prison got his confidence from? He could have settled this simply by handing over one subordinate, yet he chose to confront Luo Tiancang head-on."
"Who knows? Perhaps inheriting the Ancient Thunder Palace's legacy has made him arrogant..."
Faced with the clamor around him, Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged. He did not regret his words in the slightest.
Back on the Dou Qi Continent, the Wind Emperor had been the key to helping him break through to Dou Di. Without him, breaking through to Dou Di would never have been so easy.
Therefore, no matter what, Mo Yu would not cast out the Wind Emperor to quell Luo Tiancang's fury.
Not far away, the Wind Emperor's aged eyes could not help but reveal a trace of emotion. His lips