BOOM!
It was as if a giant stone had slammed into the hearts of the seven Crescent Moon Clan leaders. Their scalps went numb as they pressed their heads to the ground, their bodies trembling.
Watching the Moon Clan leaders kneel like dogs, the Crown Prince's expression grew even darker.
Our ancestors once knelt to neither heaven nor earth. With a mere seventy thousand people, they swept across the Moon and conquered its true natives. Those aboriginals were ultimately reduced to Zhu Lang for the cultivation of the Blood Moon Technique, surviving only on pity and charity. But now, the leaders of the Seven Great Moon Clans are all kneeling and shivering on the ground because of a single sentence from me, a mere Crown Prince.
And his father, hailed as the number one expert of the Moon Clan, was so terrified of a mysterious powerhouse that he didn't dare leave the protection of the Formation.
