"Deadly poison!"
Mo Jingcang quickly threw away the dark green dagger in his hand and then severed his own right arm, spraying blood across the sky.
His expression turned instantly grim as he turned to look and saw a horrid creature with the body of a scorpion and the head of a human staring at him, its huge pincers shiny and black.
Mo Jingcang's right arm began to regrow rapidly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why did you launch a secret attack on me?"
With so many powerful beings gathered in this area, he dared not act recklessly.
The scorpion-tailed creature coldly said, "The Heavenly Emperor's stone hall, you must not fly over it at high altitude!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Jingcang almost coughed up blood.
Just for that reason, they attacked him?
Grinding his teeth, he asked, "Who are you to the Heavenly Emperor?"