Shangguan Cun's words grew sharper, confronting Mo Wenshen.
The majestic Sword Intention from Mo Wenshen emanated, his fists clenched, glaring angrily at Shangguan Cun.
Lin Bai heard Shangguan Cun's words, and his expression was greatly astonished, saying in surprise, "Could the Ancestral Temple of the Southern Continent know what really happened twenty years ago? It seems Shangguan Cun is very clear about Mo Wenshen's actions."
Shangguan Cun looked at the ashamed and angry Mo Wenshen and chuckled, "What? Want to take action? Try it. I'm not boasting; as long as I'm in Nanzhou, no one on this Barbaric Ancient Continent can kill me!"
"Before I came to the Poison God Clan, I went to the Ancient Stele to make a calculation; there is no threat to my life this time."
Mo Wenshen glared at Shangguan Cun, filled with murderous intent, and if not for being in Nanzhou at the moment, Mo Wenshen might have killed Shangguan Cun with a sword.
