Ancient Gods

After Mo Yang calmed down, he silently checked his surroundings, then turned and left the Star Emperor Tower.

This time he was really leaving. Now that time was limited, he had to prepare as soon as possible.

"This is a long journey. I don't know how many years and months it will take before I can set foot on this land again. I stayed in the wilderness for several years. This time..."

Mo Yang used the Script Scroll to change his appearance, because there was a Star Master secretly still looking for him. Although he had the cover-up method left by another Star Master, he still had to hide what should be hidden.

He flew past from high in the sky, looking at the rapidly receding mountains and rivers below, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although the tower soul had previously said that the ancient race would not cause any disturbance for decades or even hundreds of years, Mo Yang still wanted to see it in person. After all, the Star Territory was different from the wilderness and the ancient secret realm. Once he went there, he wanted to Returning may be more difficult than ascending to heaven.

Arriving in the Central Territory, Mo Yang saw the traces of the horrific battle left that night. Looking from a high altitude, it looked like huge scars, deeply embedded in the land.

Mo Yang stopped dozens of miles away from the fog and stared at the fog. At a glance, he saw that the ancient land was the same as before, shrouded in the perennial fog. However, through the fog, he could faintly see Seeing some of the scenes inside, with cracks everywhere, is equally shocking...

Along the way, Mo Yang didn't see the ancient race, and there was deathly silence in the mist.

The mother left safely, and several Star Lords descended on Xuantian Continent, which invisibly formed a kind of restraint on the ancient tribes. Xuantian Continent should be able to be peaceful for a long time!

Mo Yang stopped silently, and then turned and left after a long time.

Now that he's gone and his return date is far away, Mo Yang wants to see a few people, at least, so that those people don't worry about him.

Not long after, he flew down from a high altitude. It was a ruin. However, after a few years, the ruins had long been covered by vegetation. The weeds had grown so vigorously that at a glance, no trace of broken walls could be seen. trace.

Who would have thought that a great force that once stood in the Central Territory would be ruthlessly devoured by time.

However, in just a few years, few people now mention it. Although it has only been a few years since Xuantian Holy Land was destroyed, it has been forgotten by too many people.

Mo Yang walked slowly on the ruins and whispered softly. Over the years, he has been looking for Yu Yao's whereabouts, but so far, he has not seen a similar figure.

Although he would never mention it normally, this was a scar that would forever remain in his heart. As soon as it was uncovered, endless images in his memory would surge forward, tearing his whole heart bloody.

Although Mo Yang had always had hope in his heart, as each year passed, that hope became increasingly slim.

I came here today to say goodbye to Yu Yao. No one could be found, so Mo Yang could only come to the place where she once lived, and whisper all the words in his heart to the ruins and the people who passed by here. Listen to the breeze...

"I have to leave. I don't know when I will come back... Don't worry, I will definitely find you!"

After staying on the ruins for several hours, Mo Yang finally stood up lonely, stood high in the sky and looked back for one last time, and then his figure drifted away.

Then Mo Yang went all the way north and came to the front of Sword Mountain. There was deathly silence here, but Mo Yang spread his mind and swept away, then took one step and entered directly into Sword Mountain.

On the top of a green peak, Mo Yang saw the Sword Master, but he did not see Brother Nie Yun.

"senior!"

Mo Yang regained his true appearance, and as before, Mo Yang saluted the Sword Master.

Originally, with his current level of cultivation, looking at the entire Xuantian Continent, there were almost no people who could bear his courtesy, because even with those old antiques, he could be considered an equal. After all, the cultivation world is based on martial arts. To respect.

The Sword Master was still wearing common clothes and looked the same as before, but Mo Yang knew clearly that the Sword Master in front of him was an invisible sword. Normally, it was not sharp, but when it came time to actually use it, it was stronger than any other sword. The hilt of the sword is sharp.

Mo Yang suddenly arrived, and the sword master was a little surprised. He stood up and came to Mo Yang, looked up and down, then raised his hand and patted Mo Yang heavily on the shoulder. He was shocked and relieved.

"It's amazing. I saw you take action that night a few days ago..." The sword master couldn't help but mention the incredible battle that night a few days ago.

There was a look of shock in his words, not to mention other things, who has Mo Yang's courage alone?

A younger cultivator actually pointed his sword at an emperor-level existence...

In fact, the sword master had many doubts in his heart, because some of the supreme beings who came that night seemed to come because of Mo Yang.

But he didn't ask any more questions. He already knew that Mo Yang had an extraordinary identity and had a huge secret hidden in him.

"Junior, come and say goodbye to the senior!" Mo Yang didn't say much about what happened before, looking calm and relaxed, and spoke with a smile.

The sword master was not surprised, and he didn't ask any more questions. He pondered for a few breaths, and then said: "Take care!"

In an unparalleled war, several supreme beings fell. The ancient race must be able to calm down for a long time. Mo Yang is so talented that it is impossible to stay on the Xuantian Continent forever. What's more, Mo Yang's identity is mysterious and he doesn't seem to belong here. .

Mo Yang nodded, and then said: "Senior, please tell Brother Nie Yun for me. Let's have a drink and have fun when we come back one day!"

Mo Yang originally turned around to leave, but he paused, then raised his hand, took out several jars of Immortal Drunk and handed it to the Sword Master, saying: "This wine is good. I can't drink it with my senior today. Senior, please try it!"

After saying that, he smiled and took a step forward, leaving only a wisp of space fluctuations to disperse, and Mo Yang's figure had already gone far away.

Feeling that wisp of space fluctuations, the Sword Saint couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In just a few years, he witnessed Mo Yang's rise with his own eyes, and now, in the same generation, he and Mo Yang are no longer people of the same world.

It's not that other geniuses don't have talent, but Mo Yang is walking too fast.

Perhaps in a few years, this withered human cultivation world will usher in the birth of a new invincible strongman.

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After leaving Jianshan, Mo Yang went all the way west. He wanted to see the senior brothers and sisters of Ganzong, as well as the master.

Before, he only saw the sixth senior sister in the North Region, and he hadn't seen the other senior brothers and sisters for a long time. It would take many years for him to return. Before leaving, he had to see them anyway.

He crossed the Central Region and continued westward, then landed in the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the western part of the continent. Every time he passed by this place, he would think of his master who was buried in the dense forests and green mountains. Although so many years had passed, he still couldn't let it go. He flew towards the valley where his senior brothers and sisters were.