"That Sword Intent, does it belong to the Teacher?"
Mo Wangchen looked at Fang Han with surprise and asked curiously.
This was truly astonishing; a Holy Emperor is the most supreme being in the world.
It's hard to imagine that there could be existences that even they have to fear in this world?
"I don't know!" Fang Han shook his head.
He didn't know much, and most of it was just hearsay.
"It seems there are many things in this world that we don't know," Mo Wangchen muttered to himself, finally falling silent.
But after today, he would forever remember the Teacher in the Longevity Domain.
Time flew by, and in a blink, it was noon the next day.
The speeding war chariot finally stopped in mid-air, and Mo Wangchen put away the Dragon Qilin.
"Master, we have arrived." Fang Han looked at the ancient city not far ahead.
"Let's go." Mo Wangchen nodded; the Fang Family in Donglin City was a powerful family passed down from ancient times.
