Following Zhang Tianhua, they headed into Xuantian.
With sixty years of sedimentation, the environment of Xuantian Sacred Land had been greatly improved.
Eventually, the group arrived at the plaza.
By now, hundreds of people had gathered at this location, each being of notable status. The lowest ranked were Young Masters of ancient families.
"Have you heard? Mo Wangchen, the Divine King Body, also came today, and was personally received by the Xuantian Saint."
"Isn't that the young man in white? Truly extraordinary; conquering the Rebellion Slaying Tribulation, who else could rival him in the world?"
Following Zhang Tianhua, they moved toward the front of the plaza, making many attendees step aside and stand on both sides, while simultaneously whispering among themselves.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Brother Mo has arrived."
Finally, at the foremost seats in the plaza, Zhang Tianhua spoke to the crowd with a smile.
