Another Sage had arrived. The watching Ancestral Immortals' faces twitched again. The fourth Sage had come?
Purple Yang Jinghong no longer knew what to think of Great Zheng. He could only stare wide-eyed and wait for the result.
Jin Peng and Human Butcher swallowed hard. The two felt as if their hearts could barely take it. Wave after wave—though they had grown numb from killing and hardened their hearts like stone through battle, it was still difficult to adapt so quickly. Again? Another one?
Ying Huo had called out "Mo Zi," so that person was definitely Mo Zi.
Mo Zi had come into contact with Zhong Shan before, but had never seen him in person. The last time, in the Star Palace left behind by Nüwa, it had merely been Mo Zi's divine sense possessing a body. The person before them now was the real Mo Zi.
Mo Zi wore a loose black hemp Embroidered Robe. His features were impossible to make out clearly, and his hair was combed exceptionally neatly. An Ink Jade Hairpin was inserted into it, making him look exceptionally clean and otherworldly.
"Mo Zi?" Mitian Sage asked in confusion.
Who could have imagined that the tiny High Heaven Court would attract four Sages in one go?
The situation had already been extremely complicated. With the arrival of the fourth Sage, Mo Zi, it had become even more unfathomable.
Mo Zi's arrival made the officials of Great Zheng tense once again. Could Mo Zi have come to eliminate another potential threat?
"Zhong Shan greets Sage Mo Zi!" Zhong Shan said solemnly.
As at the beginning, when he had faced Mitian Sage, Zhong Shan's attitude remained extremely friendly.
"Sacred King Zhong, greetings!" Mo Zi nodded.
Sacred King Zhong, greetings? Zhong Shan's expression shifted slightly, and the officials of