"Who else wants to stand in my way? If not, clear a path for me!"
Yan Moshan looked at the countless Featherman Warriors in front of him, shouting with unmatched arrogance.
However, faced with Yan Moshan's terrifying strength, none of the Feathermen dared to step forward and stop him anymore.
One by one, they slowly backed away, clearing a wide path for Yan Moshan.
Seeing that the Feathermen had wisely made way, he then said to Li Luo:
"Li Luo, let's go! They won't stop us anymore!"
"Oh!"
Li Luo nodded and then continued forward with Yan Moshan.
"Tap, tap, tap—"
The group of Feathermen watched as Yan Moshan and his entourage walked past them, not daring to lift a finger to stop them.
It was only after Yan Moshan and his party had walked a distance did someone tentatively ask:
"Brother Chang Kong, are they really going to the Illusory Moon Treasury?"
Chang Kong, looking at the gradually disappearing figures of Yan Moshan and his party, nodded slightly and said: