At the entrance of the Moon God Palace, Chen Nan wanted to reason with the disciples of the Moon God Palace, but who knew these disciples were all the same.
"Hmph, obediently surrender, right or wrong, we will judge fairly ourselves." Chen Yi's tone was icy, mana surged within her, and cold wind swirled around her body.
The other female disciples also started forming seals with both hands, runes condensed and merged into one, causing an instant whirlwind within the combined attack formation, as snowflakes fell.
Even the sky suddenly darkened, a crescent moon appeared in the darkness, as if it were the center of the world.
Chen Nan frowned slightly, the disciples of the Moon God Palace took action at the slightest provocation, clearly not wanting to give him a chance to explain.
"In that case, I'll offend you!"
His gaze focused, his eyes suddenly fell on the weakest female disciple on the left, whose cultivation was only at the First-Layer Golden Core Realm.
