Ancient Gods

Mo Yang dispersed his spiritual thoughts and sensed carefully. Although the aura from the old man's body fluctuated, his condition did not change much and he was still in a dying state.

Then Mo Yang couldn't help but get up and go around to check around the old man. He circled around the old man several times and carefully sensed that the old man was not awake yet.

In the next few days, Mo Yang did not leave the Star Emperor Tower. He kept sitting cross-legged under the Heavenly Dao Sacred Tree, consolidating his cultivation realm and comprehending the Heavenly Dao Killing Formation.

From time to time, Mo Yang would come to the old man's side to sense and check. In the past few days, Mo Yang would feel the aura of the old man fluctuating when he was concentrating, but he never woke up.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Mo Yang began to prepare. He wanted to refine the second drop of emperor's blood.

After refining the second drop of Emperor's blood, his cultivation level should be able to break through to the sixth level of the Great Saint Realm. After stabilizing his cultivation level, he plans to leave here.

Although he has been hiding here, no one can find him. He can rely on the resources in his hands to upgrade his cultivation to the peak of the Great Saint Realm or even the Heavenly Saint Realm. But each realm is different. If there is a lack of fighting and corresponding understanding, , which is of no benefit to him.

With the previous experience and experience, the time it took to refine the second drop of Emperor's blood was reduced a lot, and it was completed in only three days.

The process is the same as the first time, and the movement caused is extremely shocking. If it is refined outside, it will definitely lead to some strange phenomena.

And Mo Yang's cultivation reached the sixth level of the Great Saint Realm without any surprise. The power contained in the emperor's blood melted into his body, making his Dantian expand in a circle. The golden true energy was thick and solid, as if it were boundless. The shoreless ocean quietly settled in his Dantian.

Mo Yang did not stop his practice and stood up, but continued to sit cross-legged, taking the opportunity to gain enlightenment and listen to the wonderful sounds of Taoism. It seemed that some of the doubts about cultivation that had troubled him before were finally enlightened.

But at some point, Mo Yang was awakened by a wave. He opened his eyes and looked at the old man. The moment his eyes fell on the old man, Mo Yang's expression suddenly changed.

Because at this time, huge changes had taken place in the old man. Not only had the fluctuations revealed changed greatly, becoming more than dozens of times stronger, but the old man's head of white hair had actually turned half black.

This change made Mo Yang a little confused. At first he thought he had seen it wrong, but when he got up and came to the old man's side, he found that the old man's original snow-white hair was indeed changing, and it was very fast. Half of it had already Became as dark as ink.

Moreover, the aura coming out of the old man's body was still increasing.

"Is this old guy about to wake up? How much power of the emperor's blood has he secretly absorbed, and his changes are so amazing..." Mo Yang looked around the old man for a few times, frowned and spoke.

If this rate is maintained, it may not be long before the old man wakes up.

After observing for a while, Mo Yang continued to practice under the Tiandao Divine Tree. He separated a spiritual thought to keep an eye on the old man.

After all, now he doesn't know whether this old guy is good or bad, but if he's so dirty, he's probably not a good guy.

The next day, Mo Yang stopped his work and stood up, and came to the old man to check again. At this time, the old man's hair had completely changed. It was silver before, but now it was as black as ink. The most important thing was the hair on his face. The wrinkles have actually faded a lot.

"Nima... what is going on here, rejuvenation?" Mo Yang looked carefully and was very surprised.

This change was somewhat beyond his understanding. Although he didn't know how long the old man had been trapped in the underground palace of Tiandaomen, it must have been a long time. His life force was almost exhausted, and yet he could still be like this.

In the next two days, Mo Yang paid attention to the changes in the old man's body from time to time. Two days later, the wrinkles on his face had completely dissipated. At this time, there was no trace of old age at all. He looked completely different from before. He is as young as other cultivators of his age.

Not only that, but his whole body seemed to be undergoing a transformation, with layers of old skin beginning to fall off.

On the third day, Mo Yang woke up from practicing. When he opened his eyes, he immediately looked at the old man. But at this sight, Mo Yang was stunned because the old man was actually looking at him at this time.

The other person was still sitting there cross-legged, staring at him constantly.

Seeing Mo Yang open his eyes, the old man did not speak, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Both of them were sizing up each other. Mo Yang didn't speak, but the other party asked first.

"Who are you?" Mo Yang asked without answering.

He was very depressed at this time. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here had been absorbed too much by the old man, and now he felt that the spiritual energy had become a little thin.

The other party did not respond, and glanced at Mo Yang again, then glanced around, and said to himself: "I didn't expect that after so many years, this place has completely changed. The methods of Tiandao Sect are indeed extraordinary..."

He seemed to notice Mo Yang's cultivation, he frowned slightly and said, "How did you break in?"

The more Mo Yang listened, the more something was wrong. He felt like this old guy was in a dream and was talking nonsense.

This was the Star Emperor Tower. Could it be that the other party hadn't noticed something was wrong, and didn't know that he had already left the underground palace and moved into a different cage.

"I walked in!" Mo Yang saw that the other party kept staring at him, so he responded casually.

The other party frowned slightly, and then said: "Could it be that the power of the killing array has weakened too much, and you can actually come here alive..."

Mo Yang was extremely speechless, his words were full of contempt, the old thing Emotion didn't take him seriously at all.

"Forget it, you are lucky. I woke up just when you were trapped in this formation. I have now understood this formation. When I break this formation, you should be able to survive!" The other party said to himself after retracting his gaze.

Mo Yang slowly stood up and said, "You are so kind. The entire underground palace was almost emptied by you. Since you said I was lucky, how about giving me half of the things you moved away?"

Mo Yang resisted calling the old thing. Although this is the Star Emperor Tower, he is not afraid of this person at all, but the other party's cultivation is very strong. He has been sensing it before, but he has not found out the other party's true cultivation.

The old man glanced at Mo Yang and ignored him directly. He stretched his body slightly, then slowly stood up, raised his hand and drew it in front of him, and strands of patterns emerged. With his movements, those array patterns were printed on the wall of the Star Emperor Tower.

Mo Yang watched the man take action silently. He was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. How big was the hole in this old guy's head? He hadn't realized that this place was no longer the underground palace of Tiandao Sect.

The array pattern fell on the tower wall, and then it disappeared directly, without a sound.

This made the other party frown for a while, and he whispered something to himself. He took action again, but the result was the same as before. The array pattern could not be imprinted on the wall at all.