The disciples of the Temple of Disillusionment all looked at Mo Wangchen with unkind expressions. Dongchuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly there was a cold light in his eyes.
"You don't need to know, and you don't want to know either."
Mo Wangchen shook his head and continued, "Just now, it was your disciple from the Temple of Disillusionment who showed his murderous intention first, but you didn't see you stopping him. Shi Yan had no choice but to use the life-and-death technique. Now, you want him to give you
An explanation, don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”
His words were soft but clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
"presumptuous!"
"Arrogant! Too arrogant!"
The faces of the disciples of the Temple of Disillusionment became even more furious.
Someone stood up and shouted angrily, "Great Elder, this person is disrespectful to you. I suggest that he be suppressed directly and the sect will be punished later!"
"Yes, if we don't capture this person today, how can I, the Temple of Disillusionment, have the dignity to gain a foothold in the Eastern Wasteland?"
Dongchuan raised his hand to ask the disciples to quiet down.
An extremely cold light flashed through his deep eyes, but he did not take action against Mo Wangchen immediately. Instead, he looked towards the Supreme Elder and Huo Dou, "What? You are in the Wu Nian Sect, you are out of here."
With such a disciple, don’t you two have anything to say to me?”
"Fellow Taoist Dongchuan misunderstood, this...is not a disciple of my Wu Nian Sect..."
The Supreme Elder spoke truthfully, but he was actually sneering inwardly. He was the only one present who knew Mo Wangchen's cultivation level.
Let alone you Dongchuan, even if the Holy Master of the Temple of Disillusionment is here, he can crush him with one finger. At this moment, Dongchuan has no idea that he is about to be in disaster.
"Not a disciple of Wu Nian Sect?"
Hearing these words, Dongchuan narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered, "That's better. In that case, if I want to kill this person, I don't need to worry about your Wu Nian Sect."
"Boom!"
After saying this, he waved his long sleeves in the void. In an instant, the sky and the earth darkened, and the terrifying imperial power filled the void, as if it was about to crush the entire sky.
A big earth-yellow hand appeared, covering the sky and the sun, containing a terrifying power of law. It was surrounded by holy light, like the hand of the sky, and suppressed Mo Wangchen.
"Senior, be careful!"
Shi Yan exclaimed instinctively. Although he knew that Mo Wangchen was very strong, he had no idea of how strong he was.
The person taking action at this moment is the Great Elder of the Temple of Disillusionment. He possesses the cultivation level of the Emperor. Looking at the entire Eastern Wasteland, he is also an absolute top figure.
"I don't know what's wrong, so I deserve to die!"
"After this person is suppressed and killed, Wu Nian Sect must also pursue the case. They are inseparable from this matter."
Not far away, a group of disciples from the Temple of Disillusionment sneered, looking at Mo Wangchen as if they were dead, with no sympathy at all on their faces.
"Boom!"
However, just as they were speaking, the big hand in the void that fell towards Mo Wangchen suddenly exploded out of thin air and turned into boundless air waves, rolling in all directions.
"What's going on?"
This scene made everyone look shocked, and they had no idea what was happening.
"Um?"
Dongchuan frowned and looked around at the void. He suddenly said, "Fellow Taoist is here, please show up!"
He was surprised. From Dongchuan's perspective, someone must have secretly helped Mo Wangchen and defused his attack.
But I have been in Wu Nian Sect for so long, but I have never sensed the presence of hidden auras around me. Unless the hiding person has a cultivation level far above myself, it is impossible for me not to notice it.
The void was calm, and no one answered Dongchuan's words, which made him frown even more.
"I am the great elder of the Temple of Disillusionment. This son offended me. Although I don't know what your relationship is with him, I would like to advise you that I'd better not get involved in the affairs of the Temple of Disillusionment."
Dongchuan snorted coldly and spoke to the void again. Apparently, the other party ignored him, which made his face look a bit unsightly.
All around, the disciples of the Wu Nian Sect looked surprised. They never thought that there was an expert hiding behind Mo Wangchen, protecting him.
No wonder the Supreme Elder has been polite to this person in the past six months. Now it seems that this Mo Wangchen must have an extraordinary origin.
"Is it really as we guessed before that this Mo Wangchen is the Holy Son in a certain holy land?"
"Probably not. If he is really the Holy Son, it is impossible for Grand Elder Dongchuan and these disciples of the Temple of Disillusionment to recognize him. I think it is possible that he will be a member of the ancient family."
The disciples talked a lot. Mo Wangchen had stayed in Wu Nian Sect for half a year. During this half year, they had naturally seen each other.
However, no one has ever known the origin of Mo Wangchen.
"Don't forget Chen?"
Hearing these people's words, Dongchuan narrowed his eyes slightly in mid-air, as if he was thinking about something.
He searched through the memories in his mind, but could not find any memory of the name Mo Wangchen.
Moreover, among the younger generation, Mo Wangchen has never been heard of, and there is no Guwu family named Mo in the Eastern Wasteland.
"Although I don't know where you are from, I would like to advise you that it is best to surrender and capture me. Facing my Temple of Disillusionment, the person behind you will not be able to protect you." Dongchuan looked at Mo Wangchen again.
"You may have misunderstood. There is no one protecting me behind me." Mo Wangchen's tone remained calm.
"To make things more mysterious, could it be that you yourself took action just now and defused the Great Elder's attack?"
"It's ridiculous. Even those saint-level geniuses don't dare to say they can do this. Who do you think you are?"
Before Dongchuan could speak, the disciples of the Temple of Disillusionment began to mock, looking at Mo Wangchen with disdain.
"I'm talking to you Great Elder, do you have a role to interrupt here?"
Mo Wangchen turned his eyes slightly and looked at the people who were talking, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"boom!"
In an instant, there was an invisible coercion, spreading from him like a mountain, pressing towards those people.
The bodies of these people were shaken violently, as if they had been struck by lightning, and their faces instantly turned pale. They couldn't help spitting out blood, and stepped back, staggering, and about to fall to the ground.
"What's going on?"
Facing this sudden scene, everyone around was shocked and didn't understand what happened.
Why did Mo Wangchen just take a look and those people vomited blood and retreated, as if they had been hit hard?
"you……"
High in the sky, Dongchuan was shocked. Others may not have noticed anything, but at that moment, he felt an incomparably powerful aura from Mo Wangchen's body.
That kind of aura was so powerful that I had never felt it before, even in front of the Holy Lord of the Temple of Disillusionment.