Mo Gate was located on the north side of Qingzhou City. It wasn’t too large, only taking up an area of three hundred miles. All of Mo Gate was situated atop a large, stone mountain, looking just like an ancient city of stone.

Currently, the core experts of the Mo family were gathered within a large hall.

The only outsider present was Long Chen. Here, he saw a truly world-shaking figure: Mo Gate’s current master.

This tall, mountain-like elder made him feel an unprecedented pressure. He seemed like a massive volcano. Once he erupted, it could destroy the world.

In front of Mo Yi, Long Chen felt himself to be as miniscule as an ant. That aura from him was even more terrifying than Shui Wuhen’s.

“Little fellows, your display today was really not bad. You’ve gained some face for Mo Gate,” Mo Yi said to Long Chen and Mo Nian.

“You overpraise. All I know how to do is cause a bit of trouble,” said Long Chen.

As for Mo Nian, he had originally been standing side by side with Long Chen, but as soon as Mo Yi came over, he involuntarily shivered and took a step back.

“Little brat, what are you retreating for?!” Mo Yi’s expression...