Divine Illusionary Realm

Mo Wen had not expected that even before he entered the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield, he would encounter someone familiar. Aside from Nangong Mingzhu, who Mo Wen had not seen for years, the young master of the Ghost Lair was actually in the crowd too. Even though the young master was wearing a mask, Mo Wen could still recognize him at a glance. The young master's aura had not changed.

"Mo Wen, why is that girl staring at you? Are both of you involved in a scandal?" Chu Yu said with a foolish giggle as he walked towards Mo Wen and tapped his shoulder.

The girl that Chu Yu mentioned was naturally Nangong Mingzhu. Clearly, she too had not expected that Mo Wen would appear here, so she glanced at him a few times. Everyone here was a strong practitioner with sharp senses. They immediately noticed that Nangong Mingzhu was paying attention to Mo Wen.