"Hehe, Mo Yu, with your little bit of strength, don't come out here and make a fool of yourself!"
While everyone was somewhat startled by the Blue-robed Elder's appearance, Yao Chen's utterly disdainful voice rang out across the heavens once more.
The Blue-robed Elder's method of stirring the energy of heaven and earth through the vast Dou Qi within his body might have intimidated some ordinary experts.
However, among those present were two Half-Saints. Even Heavenly Fire Venerable could achieve such a feat. Thus, his seemingly flashy yet utterly pointless entrance was truly laughable.
As Yao Chen's words fell, the misty raindrops shrouding the Blue-robed Elder rapidly dispersed.
Other than Yao Chen, no one on the Black Alliance's side recognized Mo Yu. Therefore, the appearance of an Eight-star Dou Zun did not provoke much of a reaction from them.
Although Heavenly Fire Venerable had once been an expert of the Central Plains, his era was far too distant. When he had risen to fame, Mo Yu, the Soul Hall's Ninth Heavenly Venerate, might still have been a mere underling—or perhaps had not even been born.
Yet while the Black Alliance showed little reaction, the Heavenly Nether Sect was quite the opposite.
I never expected people from the Soul Hall to come. They have deep grievances with that old fellow Yao Chen. If they can deal with Yao Chen, or even draw out Demon Saint Lu Chuan, that would be perfect!
At that moment, the Heavenly Nether Sect Master rapidly calculated in his heart. His intention to withdraw was suppressed as he quietly watched the Soul Hall members' performance.
"Yao Chen, cut the nonsense. Today, the Heavenly Nether Sect is acting for the welfare of humanity across the continent. That magical beast Lu Chuan should obediently crawl back to the Beast