Chapter 636

This feeling was strange, emerging from within his heart, impossible to suppress. The old man stared fixedly at Moyang, constantly asking himself: was it his own inner demons playing tricks on him? Because he knew Moyang had survived the killing intent of a Supreme, he subconsciously viewed this Human Race Heavenly Prodigy as extraordinary, someone not easily killed. But upon reflection, this did not seem to be a mental block, but rather the truth. Furthermore, everything he saw at this moment completely overturned their expectations. They had come here assuming they would easily achieve their goal, but the Moyang before them, though pale and suffering from soul damage, was no sitting duck.