Mo Chen was stunned. Although he had known, he was still shocked to see such power with his own eyes. He hadn't expected Wang Meng to have already mastered the power of the Dragon Roar Moon. But to what extent?
'I suppose we'll only find out when he meets an even stronger opponent,' he thought. 'And as for him... has he truly mastered... *that*...?'
Gazing at Wang Meng's calm expression, Mo Chen suddenly found his answer. A cold sweat broke out on his back. Perhaps only he truly understood the heights this man was destined to reach. One could only imagine the fate of anyone who stood against him.
'The Taiyin Sect's glory is secure.'
Mo Chen smiled. "Junior Brother, do you remember what I said?"
Yuu Kunlun faltered. Seeing Mo Chen's knowing smile and the look of reverence in his eyes, he suddenly stiffened. "You mean to say..."
Mo Chen nodded, then shook his head. Some things could only be understood, not spoken aloud.
