The Evil Lord of All Realms

Thunder rumbled deep in the wild ancient land, and the entire ancient land seemed to be shaking.

Because the distance is too far, it is impossible for ordinary cultivators to discover the astonishing thunder punishment hidden deep in the wild ancient land. However, in the fog, there are some strong men from the ancient races in the ancient land who sensed the abnormality.

In that mist, there seemed to be a few pairs of eyes looking up at the endless sky. It was obvious that these strong men clearly sensed the divine punishment deep in the ancient wilderness.

Before, Mo Yang entered the mist and turned Taixu Mountain into a flat ground. That battle had actually attracted the attention of some powerful people from ancient races and ancient lands.

Although some powerful men never showed up directly, they had been secretly paying attention to that battle. Of course, what they cared about was not Mo Yang, the genius of the human race, but the frightening power of space and time.

For these two forces, the supreme powerhouse may be indifferent to each other, but the powerhouses in other realms will not.

Especially for those who are strong in the Creation Realm, the attraction of Space Dao and Time Dao is too great, because once one of these Dao is understood, not only will one's cultivation level break through, but one's combat power will also skyrocket.

Just like Mo Yang, a mere human youth could turn Taixu Mountain into ruins with two kinds of power.

"Over the years, he is the only one who has attracted divine punishment on this land, and this time should be no exception. This son's fate is uncertain. He is a variable and cannot be left behind!" A strong man said on the Chixu Ridge.

"You guys go take a trip, kill him, and bring back the ancient chessboard!"

Then such a voice came out again.

In just a few breaths after the words fell, several figures left Chixuling one after another.

But Mo Yang, who was deep in the wild ancient land, had no idea at this time that because of this thunder punishment, the ancient race that had been silent for a long time could no longer suppress the murderous intention against him.

At this time, rays of terrifying lightning penetrated the dark clouds and crashed down. Mo Yang actually directly used the lightning to temper his body, and even actively used the lightning to temper his soul power.

You must know that this thunder punishment is extremely terrifying, more terrifying than anything Mo Yang has ever encountered before. Even though his body is comparable to that of a strong man in the Creation Realm, his skin and flesh were torn apart after only enduring a few lightning strikes, and the golden battle blood Splashing everywhere.

But there was a strong look of madness in Mo Yang's eyes, and there was even a bit of joy under the madness. In his opinion, the stronger the lightning, the more significant the tempering effect would be.

Although his approach was extremely dangerous and could easily lead to him being punished by thunder, as he had always believed, the result was worth the risk.

At this stage, if he wants to improve his cultivation and strengthen himself in a short period of time, it is no longer useful to practice hard. Only this cruel and extreme method will do, because his time is very tight and does not allow him to go step by step. Walk.

This thunderous punishment lasted for several hours. From day to night, smoke and dust rose into the sky deep in the entire ancient wilderness. The terrifying movement scared away all the ferocious beasts living within hundreds of miles.

Although Mo Yang had made sufficient preparations in advance, he specially refined a lot of healing elixirs for himself and prepared a lot of good fortune fairy dew.

But he still underestimated the horror of this thunder punishment, especially the method of using thunder light to temper soul power. The danger involved was far beyond Mo Yang's expectation.

Even though most of the soul power was sealed in the spiritual palace by him, those soul powers were almost destroyed by the terrifying lightning impact.

Mo Yang didn't even know how many times he had run the Holy Script Scroll, nor how much Good Fortune Immortal Dew he had drank, nor how many healing pills he had taken.

Even Tower Soul almost couldn't help but try to stop him, but he forcibly refused.

Dark night enveloped the earth, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust in the depths of the wild ancient land. Although the place has returned to peace, after a terrible thunder disaster, the dense forest with a radius of dozens of miles was completely destroyed. Even if the thunder punishment was completely over, there are still some remaining traces here. A heart-stopping force of destruction.

In the center of the thunder punishment, a broken body lay quietly on the ruins like coke, motionless, as if it had lost all vitality.

Mo Yang's body was mutilated, and the thunder punishment had ended for a long time, but he was still lying there without any movement.

If any cultivators passed by here, they probably wouldn't be able to recognize that person.

Fortunately, the movement here was so shocking, and the aura of heavenly punishment that had not yet dissipated prevented the ferocious beasts deep in the ancient wilderness from approaching this place.

At some point, Ta Hun's figure appeared. He stood silently in front of Mo Yang, looking down at Mo Yang's body in silence.

He has witnessed Mo Yang's growth all the way, from an unknown good-for-nothing to today. Mo Yang has done countless crazy things, but things like this made even the soul of the tower moved.

Today, Mo Yang has not died. Although his body is broken and extremely damaged, Mo Yang has survived. Thunder punishment is like this. As long as he survives, the benefits will be huge.

So at this time, Tower Soul was not worried about Mo Yang. He stood silently in front of Mo Yang, looking at him intently, without taking any action, just watching silently, and after a long time he let out a faint sigh.

"Something like what he used to be..."

After a low sigh, the figure of the tower soul dispersed silently.

Time passed slowly, and another hour passed. Most of the smoke and dust that filled the sky over the wild ancient land had dissipated. The body lying in the middle of the ruins finally moved, like cracking porcelain, making crackling sounds. sound.

Cracks appeared on the body, and the charred body surface split open, and wisps of golden brilliance like a treasure came out.

Then the transformation begins, the old skin falls off rapidly, and the skin is regenerated...

Mo Yang was still lying quietly on the ground. Although his whole body had begun to change, he still felt like there were thunders passing through his mind, giving rise to bursts of tingling sensations.

This lightning disaster was too terrifying, and the use of the lightning to temper his soul power was also terrifying. Although he survived and was able to temper his soul power as he wished, the price he paid was much higher than he imagined.

Not long after, the black skin all over his body completely fell off, and he slowly sat up, looking at the bright moon above his head, feeling the breeze blowing by, and feeling like he was in another world.

Then he slowly stood up, stretched his body slightly, and then went to sense himself.

After being baptized by the Thunder Tribulation, his physical body had indeed become much stronger. Mo Yang could clearly sense that this body was indeed different from before and had become much stronger.

And his soul power has actually grown a lot. For Mo Yang, even though he was on the verge of death time and time again, it seemed to be worth it.