The Son of Mystic and the others watched with gloomy faces as Yuan Tianyi declared his sovereignty over the blood moon to Huang Xiaolong the moment he came while ignoring them, who had arrived there before him.

“The blood moon is yours?” the scar-faced expert chuckled maliciously. “Relying on your peak major completion absolute blaze power, and perfection-level absolute earth power? I’ll cripple you with one strike!” 

Yuan Tianyi glanced over at the scar-faced middle-aged man as if he was looking at an ant. “I can hit ants like you half to death with a flip of my paw. I’ll give you a warning. Scram now, scram far away, or none of you will be able to escape later!”

Killing intent burst out from the eyes of the Mystical Pavilion’s experts. No one dared to threaten them like this?

The scar-faced, middle-aged expert let...