Amidst the raging wind, Zhou Mu seemed to be the master of heaven and earth. He looked down upon all living beings, and when his gaze fell on Mo Ziqiao, the latter suddenly trembled, and then felt a warm current in his lower body.

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The next moment, Mo Ziqiao, terrified, went limp and knelt on the ground, looking completely dazed. "I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness..."

"It's too late."

Zhou Mu smiled deeply, then extended his palm, and a vast amount of spiritual energy swept out, instantly condensing into a giant palm that pressed down on the mountain-protecting formation.

Rumble rumble

Several loud bangs were heard, and the surface of the protective shield rippled violently, as if it would shatter at any moment.

However, the ripples subsided, and the protective shield returned to its original state.

But by this time, Mo Ziqiao was terrified, and he was no less frightened than Mo Gan.

Before long, he scrambled inside.

Inside the main hall, as Mo Yuntian's expression changed, everyone had lost their desire for fun.

Mo Gan, kneeling in the middle of the hall, remained kneeling, while Mo Zhong beside him looked preoccupied, and Mo Yuntian on the high platform also looked rather unwell.

Just now, he sensed that the mountain-protecting formation had been attacked again, and the attack was no weaker than his own, which puzzled him.

Didn't they say Zhou Mu was coming?

As far as he knew, he was just a young man who had just come of age. Even if he was strong, he was only at the Immortal Realm. However, his protective mountain formation was capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Saint King.

Even if hundreds or thousands of immortals and mortals came, it wouldn't cause such a disturbance.

Could it be that a powerful figure is following Zhou Mu in the shadows?

But if a truly powerful figure were protecting Zhou Mu, would the Central Plains still have been destroyed?

It seems that this is the only seemingly reasonable explanation.

It's impossible for a nobody like Zhou Mu to have such earth-shattering power.

Just then, Mo Ziqiao ran in in a panic, and as soon as he knelt down, he burst into tears, just like a child.

This surprised everyone present.

No one expected things to turn out this way. Mo Ziqiao went out in high spirits, but returned in such a sorry state—the contrast is quite stark.