Ancient Gods

Mo Yang came to Jian Mountain for the first battle. Looking from a distance, he could still see a few figures wandering around Jian Mountain, but this place had indeed changed a lot, and it was not like it used to be.

Most of those sky-reaching giant peaks have now collapsed. At a glance, there is a ruins outside Sword Mountain, with traces of horrific battles.

Nearly ten terrifying sword marks can be clearly seen on the ruins, which are like ravines lying here. Some sword marks spread for miles, which is frightening just looking at them.

Mo Yang stood in mid-air, dispersed his spiritual thoughts and silently responded, and then sighed softly: "Senior Sword Master has indeed improved a lot in his cultivation. This sword intention is much stronger than before..."

Even if there is only a trace of the remaining sword intent, it is still astonishing.

Then Mo Yang spread his spiritual thoughts and sensed the inside of Jianshan. Indeed, as Ergouzi said, there was no one from Jianshan here, and there was deathly silence inside.

Mo Yang didn't stop. After a few glances, he turned and left. After taking a few steps, his figure disappeared into the sky.

Then he opened the teleportation array and headed eastward. Although Er Gouzi mentioned that Piaomiao Peak had disappeared from sight after opening the ancient array, leaving no trace, Mo Yang still wanted to take a look in person.

When passing by Tianyan City, Mo Yang walked in. This city is now a deserted city, because the former location of Tianyan Divine Dynasty was destroyed and turned into ruins, and the cities outside were also affected and almost wiped out.

"The sect can be rebuilt if it is gone, as long as the people are still there..." Mo Yang walked through the air and glanced down.

Even so, there was still anger burning in Mo Yang's heart. The birth of the ancient race was really a catastrophe for the human race. If this trend continued, it would undoubtedly be a great catastrophe for the human race cultivators.

Mo Yang couldn't imagine that if no one stopped this catastrophe, after decades or even hundreds of years, there would probably be no place for humans on Xuantian Continent.

"Father, you once joined forces with other powerful men to seal the ancient tribes, leaving behind the hidden dangers they have today. As your son, I will do my part!"

After whispering, Mo Yang left, and he went directly to the vast sea in the Eastern Region.

He had been to Piaomiao Peak several times, and he had also learned the four imperial texts here. When he came to this vast sea, at a glance, only the rough sea surface, Piaomiao Peak had really disappeared.

Mo Yang urged the ancient god's left eye to look carefully, but after looking for a long time, he couldn't see any clues.

"Good brother, you can practice well here. If you are lucky, when Piaomiao Peak can see the light of day again, there will be peace in the world!"

Mo Yang felt relieved and turned around to leave without stopping.

He walked from high altitude, looking at the earth below. He passed over many big forces. Mo Yang had never seen such a desolate cultivation world, and he saw a scene of doomsday.

Now when he was in the sky above the Taoist secret realm, Mo Yang thought and flew down.

The Taoist sect once had a lot of hatred against him. He killed the Taoist sect's saint and kidnapped the Taoist sect's saint. But now, the hatred between this force and him is somewhat unclear.

The Taoist sect has never made trouble for him again, and he doesn't want to embarrass people from this force anymore. There is no longer any threat to him.

Arriving at the entrance to the secret realm, Mo Yang thought about it silently, then raised his hand and swiped, and the entrance to the secret realm was opened directly.

Entering the secret realm, he walked through like this, and no one sensed his arrival.

Until he reached the depths of the secret realm and saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting cross-legged in a pavilion. Mo Yang's figure flashed and appeared in the pavilion.

Only then did the old man feel something, and his eyes suddenly opened, looking at Mo Yang who was very close at hand, the old man's expression changed greatly, and then a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You are here to seek revenge. If you want to take action, just do it!" The old man's face was full of bitterness. After being surprised, he quickly calmed down and there was no trace of panic.

He knew very well that facing the young man in front of him, it was impossible for him to escape or resist.

"I just have a request. Please be merciful and spare the lives of other Taoist disciples. The world is in chaos. If you don't take action, they may not be able to survive!" The old man continued, with deep helplessness in his eyes. There is an indescribable dejection.

"You have extraordinary talent. Leave this continent as soon as possible. If you can reach the top in the future, don't forget that you came out from here!"

The old man looked at Mo Yang and then said this.

Mo Yang stood with his hands behind his back, without any expression on his face, he just looked at the old man in front of him silently.

"I'm not here to seek revenge!" After a few breaths of silence, Mo Yang spoke.

A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he shook his head with a wry smile, showing a hint of self-mockery.

Indeed, Mo Yang is now so powerful that they can hardly imagine it. If he wants to seek revenge, Mo Yang does not need to come here. Perhaps he can level the secret realm by standing outside the secret realm.

And with the Taoist sect’s strength and foundation, Mo Yang might not even bother to take action.

"The saint is still alive, in another place!" Mo Yang pondered for a few breaths before speaking.

After all, the Taoist Saint came out of here. Although he didn't have much communication with the Taoist Saint in the wilderness before, he could tell from just a few words that the Taoist was her heart knot.

The old man looked up at Mo Yang, as if he wanted to ask something, but he opened his mouth, but held back. He was silent for a few breaths, looked at Mo Yang again, and said: "She is a good child, and she was once ours It’s Daomen’s fault, please treat her kindly!”

The old man seemed to have guessed something, and this sentence was obviously a hidden meaning.

Mo Yang did not say it directly, and the old man did not name it, but they obviously knew the situation.

"There is an ancient formation here. Hiding here may not be able to escape this catastrophe!" Mo Yang left this sentence.

When the old man looked up again, Mo Yang had already left the pavilion. He saw Mo Yang took a step and his figure disappeared directly in the air.

The old man's expression was extremely complicated. In just a few years, Mo Yang had grown to this point. Mo Yang's appearance now has not changed much from before, but his cultivation seems to be so strong that it is unimaginable.

He tried to sense it just now, but it gave him the feeling of an endless ocean, and he could not sense it at all. Like Mo Yang, he has lived for so many years and has never seen another genius.

"I hope you can reach the peak of martial arts. The world is vast, and you may be that light..."

The old man looked at the sky, staring at the direction where Mo Yang left, and whispered faintly.

He had heard a lot about the relationship between Mo Yang and the ancient race. There were only a handful of humans who had the courage to fight the ancient race.