Because the Moyang of today is no longer the man he was several years ago—even a Primordial Race site as formidable as Taixu Mountain had paid a staggering price in its clashes with him, and most importantly, Moyang was still alive and kicking.
"This is a matter for our Buddhist Sect. Those uninvolved, please do not interfere!" One old monk glanced at Moyang and spoke immediately.
A faint smile curled on Moyang's lips; this was exactly the line he had been waiting for.
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