When Mo Chenxuan was captured, a group of people arrived at the Daqin Holy City.
"Is this the Daqin Holy City? It doesn't look as prosperous as the cities under our sect."
The group entered the city.
The man with a hook nose at the forefront spoke coldly.
His words were full of disdain and arrogance.
"Haha! Elder Xie, you jest! This Daqin Holy City is merely the capital of the Da Qin Holy Dynasty!"
"The Da Qin Holy Dynasty occupies less than a quarter of the Eastern Domain in the Zhenyan Continent!"
"How could its capital compare to the main city under our Tianji Palace?"
"If it were to be compared, it should be with the Black Domain Main City, the Southern Domain Three Islands Seven Lands, the Extreme West Wilderness Barbaric City, or the Northern Sea Emperor Dragon Court instead!"
"For Elder to set foot here already brings it much honor!"
The people beside Elder Xie all chimed in agreement.
Implicitly and explicitly, all their words were flattering!
"Haha!"
