A man cloaked in black scales stepped forward, his eyes gleaming like stars in the night sky. The moment he appeared, the atmosphere changed. Mo Ying and the others felt their hearts quiver, and the heavenly geniuses of the dragon race froze in shock.0

“Mo Yang!”1

“The legendary heavenly genius?”0

“Heavens, it really is him! That’s a grandmaster-level figure!”0

“He created three divine arts and remains the most illustrious genius of the black dragon race. I can’t believe he’s been revived too!”0

Gasps rippled through the crowd. Many didn’t recognize Mo Yang at first, but his name alone was enough to send waves of astonishment through even the ignorant.0

Mo Yang was a peerless talent from the black dragon race’s immemorial era, a figure whose name was...1