The young man said nothing. Instead, he touched a finger to the center of Mo Qi's forehead.
Before Mo Qi could even react, a massive stream of information flooded his mind. Although he didn't faint, his thoughts slowed to a crawl.
In truth, even if he had been able to react, he would have been powerless to do anything about it.
Just then, the young man's voice echoed in his ears.
"Remember! The power of the Three Kowtows of the Unmoving Nether King is only as great as your will to be invincible!"
At the mouth of the fissure in the Ancient Ruins, the Pig Emperor tentatively approached Yan.
Seeing that Yan didn't seem to mind, it scurried to the edge of the fissure, poked its head over, and focused its gaze on the black mist below.
"What in the world is down there? That Mo kid... he's not going to be in any trouble, is he?" Sensing the intense Energy fluctuations from below, the Pig Emperor couldn't help but ask with concern.
