The Evil Lord of All Realms

The two of them had just rushed to the entrance of the secret realm, but they were a step too slow after all. The entrance collapsed instantly, the void collapsed, and the two of them were instantly sucked in.

Mo Yang and the Yaochi Saint never dreamed that what they were most worried about would come so unexpectedly.

And neither Mo Yang nor the Yaochi Saint has ever encountered such a thing.

At this time, the turbulent flow of the void swallowed them up instantly. Mo Yang tried his best to run the Xingzi Scroll to rush out, but the chaotic power of the void was too terrifying. He rushed to the void opening several times but failed to rush out.

The Yaochi Saint held Mo Yang's arm tightly, and she was also fighting hard.

She seems to want to send Mo Yang out, even if the entrance is destroyed, but if Mo Yang is sent to the ancient secret realm, with Mo Yang's talent, he may one day be able to break through the barrier of this ancient secret realm and return to the Xuantian Continent.

But if it is swallowed up by the turbulent flow of the void, death may come in the next moment.

"You go first!" The Saint of Yaochi spoke to Mo Yang, and then she suddenly activated her whole body's skills and threw Mo Yang towards the void.

But he didn't succeed, and Mo Yang suddenly broke away.

At this moment, Mo Yang's eyes were staring in one direction, and a blazing light burst out from his eyes.

Although the entrance to the ancient secret realm collapsed, it has not yet healed, and there is still a crack that has not been completely closed.

"Open it for me!"

Mo Yang made a sudden move, using all his strength, two imperial inscriptions appeared in the blink of an eye, then flew up into the air, and with a loud noise, the crack instantly burst open.

Then he let out a roar from his mouth, activated all the operative skills, formed a huge light palm, grabbed the Yaochi Saint, and sent her fiercely towards the crack.

The Saint of Yaochi was stunned. She originally wanted to break free from the palm, but now that Mo Yang had reached the Great Saint Realm, she was unable to break free for a while. In the blink of an eye, she was sent into the crack.

"Mo Yang..." She said weakly.

"I, Mo Yang, am a man after all. How can I let you protect me all the time? The chance of survival is left to you, and I will face death!"

Mo Yang stood there, being torn apart by the turbulent currents of the void, Mo Yang's body seemed to be twisted and deformed, but at this time he was smiling.

Then, the cracks closed together, and everything in sight disappeared instantly.

She has returned to the space inside the Yaochi Holy Land, but Mo Yang has not been able to come out...

The lake in front of her trembled violently, then returned to calm after a few breaths. Only the ripples on the lake told her that everything just now was true.

"Mo Yang, you bastard!"

She shouted at the lake, and her palm force caused the water to splash all over the sky, but the former entrance seemed to have completely disappeared.

Something happened in the ancient secret realm. This entrance that has existed for countless years may never appear again from now on and cannot be penetrated.

And now even if she could break through the ancient secret realm, it would be of no use, because Mo Yang was not in that secret realm, but was involved in the turbulence of the void. In that kind of place, it was almost impossible to survive.

And even if Mo Yang is really lucky enough to survive, he may only face endless darkness and will be lost forever.

She was obviously ready to die. After all, she had lived a long time, and if she could exchange Mo Yang's life, she didn't seem to have many regrets in her heart.

I just didn’t expect that at the last moment, I would be tricked by Mo Yang.

…

In the turbulent flow of the void, Mo Yang stopped struggling. The power flowing around him was too terrifying. He barely managed to open the spiritual palace phenomenon, and then condensed the body-protecting energy to cover himself.

But he didn't hold on for long, and the spiritual palace phenomenon collapsed. The body-protecting Qi condensed by his whole body's skills was torn apart like paper in an instant in front of the violent void turbulence.

"Are we really going to perish..."

Mo Yang sighed, feeling a little regretful. Although he knew who his parents were and had met his mother, he had never met his father...

All the past events appeared in his mind, and faces flashed through his mind, and then his body was instantly crushed by a force.

…

Mo Yang felt that he had had a dream. The Star King whom he had longed to meet seemed to be standing in front of him. Faintly, Mo Yang felt that he could even feel the breath of the Star King, as if he could feel the connection of blood. intimacy...

He tried hard to reach out and grab it, but found that it was just an illusion, and the Star King's figure dispersed like a dreamy bubble.

"Even if it's just a dream, I have no regrets..."

Then, he seemed to fall into a deep sleep, his consciousness completely blurred...

I don't know how long it took, but a chill swept through his body. Mo Yang suddenly woke up and saw an endless ice field.

"What is this place?"

Mo Yang frowned, the previous scene kept reappearing in his mind. He was swept away by the turbulent flow of the void. He thought his life was in danger, but he didn't expect to end up in such a place.

The cold wind swept across, picking up the snowflakes piled on the ice sheet, like white waves rolling towards the distance.

"My life is really lucky..." Mo Yang sighed, and then got up from the ice field.

But the next moment, he was stunned, because he couldn't feel even a trace of true energy in his body, and his entire dantian seemed to be completely dry.

"This, my cultivation..." Mo Yang changed color and hurriedly felt it, but no matter how he felt it, there was nothing in his body.

The true energy that was once deposited in the dantian as thick as the vast ocean seemed to evaporate out of thin air.

The feeling at this moment is exactly the same as in Lingxu Sect more than ten years ago.

If the clothes on his body were not the same as in his memory, he would have suspected that the experience of more than ten years was all a dream, and he had never changed, and he was still the waste on the wooden peak of Lingxu Sect.

"God damn it, you really know how to joke!" Mo Yang looked up to the sky and screamed non-stop.

As a cultivator, this outcome is more uncomfortable than death.

If his cultivation was damaged and his realm fell, he could still accept it, but at this time, there was not even a trace of true energy left in his body, and several years of hard training were just like that.

Even though his state of mind was already extraordinary, at this moment, there was still a feeling of despair in his heart.

He fell down on the ice field. He had already checked and found that there were no scratches on his body. The only thing that had changed was that his previous cultivation in the Great Saint Realm had disappeared.

Compared with the ten years of darkness in the Lingxu Sect, the difference now is that his body is still strong. Although his true energy is gone, his body is still that of a great saint.

He clenched his fists and struck the ice field wildly, causing the ice field that had been frozen for who knows how many years to shatter into pieces.