Immediately, Emperor Yuan Ran's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Emperor Yuan Ran's figure had already appeared in a hiding place.
"Buzzing..."
As soon as his mind moved, a book appeared that recorded which world all the disciples came from.
Emperor Yuan Ran went straight to Mo Wentian's name and began to search for it in books.
"Qitianjie!"
"This kid actually comes from Qitian Realm?"
As he muttered to himself, Emperor Yuan Ran's eyes were full of disbelief.
As a person from the Immortal Realm, Emperor Yuan Ran of the Qitian Realm knows this.
This Qi Tianjie is the last world in the Celestial Realm. Qi Tianjie's strength and spiritual energy are the worst in this Celestial Realm.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level was quite normal in Tianzun's early stage.
But Mo Wentian's strength was actually comparable to the strong men in the later stages of the Emperor of Heaven. For a moment, even Emperor Yuan Ran was confused.
He really couldn't understand that a person from the Qitian realm was only in the early stage of Tianzun, but his strength was comparable to the late stage of Tiandi.
"Buzzing..."
And just when Emperor Yuan Ran was checking Mo Wentian's identity, the figure of an old man with ancient books appeared in Mo Wentian's Wentian Pavilion.
"Boy, you have to pay attention, someone is already targeting you!"
"You killed these eight people too fast!"
A glint flashed in the eyes of the old man with ancient books, reminding Mo Wentian of his ways.
"Killing eight people too fast?"
"Who is targeting me?"
Hearing the words of the old man with ancient books, Mo Wentian was very confused and asked almost subconsciously.
"Boy, you'll know who's watching!"
"No, there's more than one person looking at your kid!"
The old man's expression became serious.
Mo Wentian was being targeted, which was not a good thing.
Having followed Mo Wentian for so long, the old man from the ancient book knew very well about Mo Wentian's character.
Mo Wentian was targeted by Emperor Yuan Ran. If Emperor Yuan Ran wanted Mo Wentian to be his personal disciple, it would be impossible for Mo Wentian to agree according to Mo Wentian's character.
"Not just one person is watching me?"
"Senior Ancient Books, it seems I'm in trouble!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian also noticed that Emperor Yuan Ran was looking at him at this moment.
During the battle, although Mo Wentian's main focus was on the battle, he still noticed the way Emperor Yuan Ran looked at him.
Mo Wentian knew very well that Emperor Yuan Ran might have fallen in love with him.
When he entered the Immortal Realm, he rejected Elder Ju's invitation to be his personal disciple. Emperor Yuan Ran in front of him wanted to accept him as his personal disciple, so how could he agree.
If he didn't agree to Emperor Yuan Ran's invitation to accept him as his personal disciple, he would probably arouse Emperor Yuan Ran's anger.
"Boy, Emperor Yuan Ran has taken a liking to you!"
"However, you don't have to worry. Even if he wants to accept you as his direct disciple, I will be here to cause trouble for you. You don't have to worry!"
A ray of light flashed across the eyes of the ancient old man.
"Thank you, Senior Ancient Books!"
A glint flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said sincerely.
"Boy, someone is coming to you!"
"When your arena battle on the 18th is over, you can go back to the small courtyard where you practice. There is something waiting for you to do!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a glint flashed in the eyes of the old man with ancient books, and he said in a deep voice.
"Okay, Senior Ancient Books!"
Mo Wentian quickly agreed.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared into the ancient books.
And at the moment when the old man from the ancient book disappeared, in the void, a figure hidden in a black robe looked at Mo Wentian with a cold face.
"Boy, I didn't expect your strength to reach such a terrifying level!"
"You must be dealt with, otherwise when you grow up, you will be the nemesis of my entire demon world!"
He was muttering to himself, and the murderous intent in the eyes of the man in black robe was undisguised.
But at this moment, the man in black robe did not dare to take action against Mo Wentian.
His mind just moved, and a transmission talisman appeared in his hand. He sent the news that Mo Wentian had killed these ten people back to the Demon Realm.
He knew very well that with his current strength, it would not be an easy task for him to kill Mo Wentian.
What's more, he didn't have the right to attack Mo Wentian.
"Boss, I know you can handle this battle in the ring!"
At this moment, watching Mo Wentian come down from the ring, Xiaojiao, Huantian and others quickly came up to greet him.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao and Huantian's faces were filled with joy.
"It's easy to kill ten people!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
"Boy, you..."
"You must have been cheating in the battle just now!"
The young master of Qingtian Realm walked towards Mo Wentian and said with anger on his face.
"Am I cheating?"
"Young ant, you see me defeating eight powerful men at the peak of the Heavenly Realm at once, and you are not as good as me, so you are saying that I am cheating?"
"You are the young master of Qingtian Realm, but you are so narrow-minded!"
Looking at the young master of Qingtian Realm, Mo Wentian not only showed no anger at all, but also slightly curled up the corner of his mouth.
The young master of Qingtian Realm was so jealous that he killed eight people and attracted the attention of countless people.
The young master of Qingtian Realm was angry, which was understandable to Mo Wentian.
Not to mention, this person is still somewhat interesting, at least it can bring a little pleasure to his boring battle.
"Boy, what did you say?"
"I'm narrow-minded. Your cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun. If you hadn't cheated, how could you have killed eight powerful men at the peak of Tianzun at once?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the young master of Qingtian Realm felt angry in his heart.
But the next moment, as if he remembered something, the young master of Qingtian Realm looked at Mo Wentian and said with a cold face.
"Ant, do you know that a person's strength is never measured by his cultivation?"
Mo Wentian looked at the angry young master of Qingtian Realm with an extremely calm expression.
"who?"
The young master of Qingtian Realm blurted out almost subconsciously.
"Tianjiao!"
The word indifference came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.
"Tianjiao?"
"You brat are bragging that you are a genius. How can you be worthy of being a genius like you?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the young master of Qingtian Realm laughed wildly.
It looked like he had heard some funny joke.
As he said this, the young master of Qingtian Realm actually recognized Mo Wentian's words in his heart.
At least that's what he saw in Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level was only at the early stage of Heavenly Emperor, but Mo Wentian's strength exceeded that of Heavenly Emperor.
But in the heart of the young master of Qingtian Realm, how could he admit it
"Boss, why are you talking nonsense to this ant!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian, saying in a deep voice.
"Um!"
Mo Wentian hummed slightly and nodded.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's eyes looked towards the arena. As for the young master of Qingtian Realm, Mo Wentian ignored him.
"Boy, you..."
"You are so arrogant!"
"Boy, don't run into me in the next ring battle. If you run into me, I will definitely kill you!"
"Not only that, I will also kill the people around you. As for these two beauties, don't worry, I will definitely deal with them severely!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't even look at him, the anger in the heart of the young master of Qingtian Realm quickly surged.
"This emperor didn't want to kill you!"
"But you dare to touch my reverse scale. When you fight with me, I will definitely kill you!"
Upon hearing that the young master of Qingtian Realm actually wanted to take action against Tianhu and You'er, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold and he said with a cold face.