"Mo Wuwang is here!"
Even the Wuji Ancient Ancestor, who had already turned to leave, showed a look of shock.
Mo Wuwang was a Demon Dao powerhouse who had long roamed the Higher Realm Battlefield, one of its three great Demon Dao powerhouses.
His strength had already reached the late Eighth-Step Supreme Realm.
At that moment, everyone wore expressions of horror as they looked around in all directions.
Immediately afterward, the void tore open, and a young man of the Devil Race clad in demonic armor stepped out into the air.
He had long purple hair, two demonic horns on his head, and a cold yet handsome face. His eyes were as deep as a demonic abyss.
"Lu Ren, you finally came to the Higher Realm Battlefield, and you even carry a Supreme Soldier!"
Mo Wuwang stared fixedly at Lu Ren, his face calm.
Moreover, every word in his voice contained demonic sound. Without reaching the level of an Eternal Level Immortal Soul, one simply could not withstand it.
"It really is Mo Wuwang!"
The Wuji Ancient Ancestor's expression stiffened as well.
"He is Mo Wuwang?"
Huang Yu was greatly shaken. Mo Wuwang was one of the three great Demon Dao powerhouses of the Higher Realm Battlefield. Wherever he appeared, ordinary cultivators had to scatter.
Furthermore, Mo Wuwang gave him a feeling even stronger than that of the Wuji Ancient Ancestor.
The late Eighth-Step Supreme Realm was even stronger than the middle Eighth-Step Supreme Realm.
"You actually know me!"
Lu Ren stared at Mo Wuwang.
"I learned from several companions earlier that you had entered the Higher Realm Battlefield. They even said you were highly likely to come to Myriad Worlds City. It seems this king's luck is not bad!"
Mo Wuwang revealed a faint smile.
Lu Ren frowned. It