Ancient Gods

When the drunkard saw that something was wrong, his first reaction was to raise his hand and transform into a palm of light to grab Mo Yang, and then he quickly retreated with Mo Yang.

He had just vaguely seen that the power in the ancient chessboard was too strong and seemed to be out of Mo Yang's control, because when Mo Yang tried to activate it, he seemed to be shocked by the power of the chessboard.

The chessboard array shrouded in the sky now exuded a destructive aura, and the array pattern seemed unable to withstand the violent power generated in the array. The array patterns dimmed in patches and were directly wiped out.

While retreating, the drunkard let out a low shout, and a force surged from his body, wrapping him and Mo Yang.

This is the power of space. Although he did not understand it deeply, he had already involved it in the space Taoism. At this time, a mysterious light enveloped them, as if they were directly isolated from the outside world.

"Boom..."

At the same time, a muffled sound came from the sky above the Imperial City, and the chessboard formation completely collapsed. The violent power surged in all directions like a river bursting its banks, completely submerging the void on all sides.

The sky above the Imperial City seemed to have turned into a chaos at this time. The void collapsed silently, and endless energy fluctuations were raging. The Imperial City below was the first to bear the brunt of it. Countless houses were directly flattened by the disintegrating air waves, turning into endless smoke and dust covering the Imperial City.

Fortunately, because of the previous war, everyone in the Imperial City had already left this place and had retreated outside the Imperial City, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

And the drunkard and Mo Yang were also sweating all over at this time. The air wave dissipated and actually dispersed the spatial force that the drunkard had hit. Fortunately, the drunkard reacted quickly enough. He hit several energy barriers in succession to block the terrifying air wave.

Many of the cultivators watching from afar froze in place, their minds blank, because they had no idea what was going on, and couldn't figure out that the chessboard formation was actually shattered by the power that Mo Yang had activated...

This incident also caught Mo Yang off guard, and was not what he expected.

What he was most worried about at this time was whether the ancient chessboard would be damaged. After all, although the chessboard was an ancient sacred object, it was not an imperial weapon, nor was it something that the emperor had refined.

If it was damaged, it would really be a loss.

The drunkard was still in shock at this time. He first looked at Mo Yang, then looked at the location of the chessboard formation in the imperial city, and let out a long breath.

After an unknown period of time, the raging air waves finally calmed down gradually, but the imperial city was still shrouded in smoke and dust, and the diffuse smoke and dust was like a magic fog.

Mo Yang came to the chessboard formation at this time. He activated the ancient god's left eye to scan, and then raised his hand to take the ancient chessboard from the ruins below.

At first glance, the ancient chessboard was not damaged at all. Mo Yang then concentrated and sensed it silently, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The chessboard was not damaged, but the killing array that had been condensed before was directly broken.

"Fortunately, only a drop of emperor's blood was spilled on it. If there were more, it would be more terrifying!" Mo Yang still had a trace of fear in his heart, and whispered softly.

Now the breath of the Jiang family's strong men can no longer be felt here. Mo Yang is not sure whether those Jiang family strong men have fallen, but before the chessboard array collapsed, he saw with his own eyes that the bodies of those people were crushed.

Under the impact of such a terrifying energy storm, even if someone survived by chance, I am afraid that they have been half destroyed.

The drunkard came over, raised his hand to take the ancient chessboard and examined it silently, sighing: "You don't need to worry, this chessboard is an ancient sacred object, many emperors have studied it deeply, it won't be damaged so easily!"

The ancient chessboard has already recognized its master, Mo Yang had previously concentrated on sensing it, and the chessboard was not damaged. He was not worried at this time, but he was a little scared when he recalled the scene just now.

The drunkard seemed to be unable to help himself, his face was slightly solemn, and he asked with his mind: "Is it the emperor's blood that was integrated into the ancient chessboard before?"

He rarely asked about Mo Yang's affairs, and rarely asked about the secrets of Mo Yang directly. He was just a little worried.

Although Mo Yang did not hide it, he did not directly mention the matter of the Tiandao Gate Underground Palace, but just said that the emperor's blood was obtained from a relic.

When he got the emperor's blood, he thought that if his master and others needed it in the future, he would naturally give some away. After all, this kind of thing is extremely rare. In the era without emperors, it is too rare.

After all, he had already refined a lot, and the help that the Emperor's Blood brought to his cultivation was getting smaller and smaller. In the end, perhaps he could only use it as a treasure that provided energy and life essence.

After listening to Mo Yang's words, the drunkard did not ask more questions, but just sighed a little, nodded slightly, and said: "The Emperor's Blood is a treasure. It's a pity to waste it like this. You should keep it carefully and refine it. It will be of great use to you!"

Mo Yang looked at the pale color on the drunkard's face, and he said: "Master, wait a moment!"

After speaking, his figure flashed and entered the Star Emperor Tower. He took out two drops of Emperor's Blood from a blood jade bottle and put them into a white jade bottle, then sealed it with true energy, turned around and left the Star Emperor Tower.

Mo Yang directly handed the white jade bottle to the drunkard in secret.

Although it was covered by true energy, the drunkard sensed the majestic fluctuations in the white jade bottle at the first time, and immediately understood what it was. He was not calm for a while. He raised his hand and applied another layer of sealing power, and then pushed the white jade bottle into Mo Yang's hand again.

"This thing is rare, you keep it for refining. If you have the chance, you can even comprehend the Dao law imprinted in it!" The drunkard shook his head and refused to accept it.

For cultivators, the Great Emperor is the goal that all cultivators look up to and pursue for a lifetime. Even a drop of blood is a treasure, imprinted with the Dao law of heaven and earth.

The reason why Mo Yang took out two drops for the drunkard was because he knew very well that in the previous battle, the drunkard wanted to fight to the death and cut off the past body, which would definitely have a huge impact on himself and might cause damage to the foundation of Taoism. If he refined the emperor's blood to recover, it might have a miraculous effect.

After several persuasions, the drunkard accepted the emperor's blood.

At this time, seeing that the smoke and dust in the imperial city had gradually settled, the drunkard did not plan to stay here.

He said a few words to Mo Yang and asked Mo Yang to stay in the imperial city to heal his wounds. Then he seemed to say something to the two emperor city masters, but did not stay and turned around and left.

Mo Yang sighed lightly. Although the drunkard asked him to stay in the Imperial City to heal his wounds, there were still two strong men here. If a strong enemy came, they could help Mo Yang secretly.

But Mo Yang had his own plans. He couldn't stay here. After all, as long as he entered the Star Emperor Tower, those strong enemies couldn't do anything to him.

"Thank you, two seniors. I will visit you another day!" Mo Yang spoke to the two strong men in the Imperial City and bowed slightly. Then, without waiting for the old monster and the old man to speak, he flew out of the Imperial City.

At this time, everyone saw it clearly. Many people were shocked and sighed. There was a lot of discussion. Some people even wanted to follow him to see, but Mo Yang was too fast. It seemed that he had directly opened the teleportation array and his figure disappeared directly in the sky.

The old monster looked at Mo Yang and turned away directly. He was a little confused. Just now, the drunkard had sent a message to them, asking them to help secretly if Mo Yang's enemies attacked again.

Who would have thought that Mo Yang would be so good that he didn't even give them a chance to speak and just fled.

"This kid is such a little fox. I wanted to ask him about what happened before, but he just walked away without even giving me a chance to speak!" The old man next to the old monster said speechlessly.

He looked at the Imperial City below, which had been damaged beyond recognition, and couldn't help but grit his teeth: "This little bastard, the Imperial City was destroyed like this, and he didn't say a word!"