Stirring Up Conflict

"Who do you think you are, to meet our young Lord?"

This is the Lava Clan, not the Wizard Clan, and no one here can act so recklessly!

Mo Xuan's strength was certainly formidable, but in this place, he couldn't stir up much of a storm.

Just as Mo Xuan was about to make a move, dozens of shadows appeared in the darkness.

These individuals moved with lightning speed, quickly surrounding him from all directions.

Though Mo Xuan's power was fierce, it was still too much for him to face such overwhelming numbers.

After a cold glance, he considered leaving.

But the Lava Clan warriors had no intention of letting him go. Their power surged as they rushed forward.

Faced with the incoming attacks, Mo Xuan didn't dare to hold back.

A layer of golden light enveloped his body as his aura shifted.

At the same time, the dozen or so people around him adjusted their own auras to fight back.