Elder Mo whipped You Qiong harshly with the whip but was unhappy when he showed no reaction at all.
"I allowed you back into the Ancient You Clan that day after seeing how pitiful you were. I didn't expect you to bring such misfortune." Elder Mo gazed at You Qiong's bloodied face. He had no idea what he used to look like.
You Qiong didn't stir at all.
Elder Mo was not about to let him go this easily and was about to whip him again when there was a commotion from within the camp.
Furrowing his brows, he abandoned You Qiong to go check out the situation.
He froze when he saw the scene.
The great Ming Di soared in the sky with a figure on his head. Behind him were over ten flying mounts, and behind those were a group of alien race figures.
"What's happening?" Elder Mo looked at the silhouette in the sky with widened eyes as a sense of foreboding overtook him.
