"Swiftly..."
In the dead of night, just as Mo Wangchen planned to return to the Holy Mountain with Meng Yurou and Little Ming Yue.
Suddenly, from afar in the sky outside Time City, a rainbow light swiftly flew towards them.
Not only Mo Wangchen, but most of the cultivators in the city also had their attention drawn.
They turned to look, and everyone discovered it was a young man, his face slightly pale at the moment.
And behind the man, there was also a streak of rainbow light in pursuit, seemingly chasing the man.
"Demon Weapon!"
Inside Time City, someone exclaimed. What was chasing behind the man was not a cultivator but a demon weapon, emitting an astonishing aura of malice. It was evidently a powerful demon weapon.
Such things usually only appeared in the hands of powerful members of the Ancient Clan.
"Aotian?"
Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes and instantly recognized the young man fleeing for his life—it was Aotian.
