Sacred Priest Mo Yu's smile left Ye Zhen baffled, and it also left Xuan Jiu of the Heaven Temple, Jinge of the Devil Race, and the Holy Eagle Family members utterly at a loss.
Sacred Priest Mo Yu raised one finger and pointed through the air at Jinge. The Ironclad Demon Race's Creation Realm Divine General Jinge was so startled that blinding golden light burst from his body as he went all out to defend himself.
But then Jinge discovered, with immense embarrassment, that Sacred Priest Mo Yu's finger contained no power whatsoever. It was merely a casual point.
Sacred Priest Mo Yu pointed at everyone one by one, finally pointing at Ye Zhen.
"You brat really have guts. Among the four Creation Realm Divine Generals and twenty-five Creation Realm Divine Beings from the Devil Race, those bald thieves of the Heaven Temple, and the silver-haired eagles, a mere Dao Realm punk like you dared to stir the tides in their midst. Your guts truly are enormous!"
At this point, Sacred Priest Mo Yu paused. Everyone present watched him, wanting to hear what came next, while Ye Zhen also felt a little uneasy.
Ye Zhen had no idea just how powerful Sacred Priest Mo Yu was.
But from what he had seen so far, he was certainly no ordinary Creation Realm Divine General.
Not only had he severely wounded Jinge with a single strike, he had also made Law Enforcement General Xuan Jiu of the Heaven Temple become so docile. He was unquestionably extraordinary.
Thus, Ye Zhen could only listen obediently to the lecture.
But in the next instant, Sacred Priest Mo Yu burst into laughter again.
"Your guts are enormous, but I like that, hahahaha! You could toy with this bunch of trash, kill a few devil brats, and