The Evil Lord of All Realms

It had been several days since he arrived in the Imperial City, and the news of his appearance had naturally spread from the Imperial City long ago, so Mo Yang was not surprised at all when Duan Chenxiang appeared here.

The Taoist saint seemed to have heard the news about Duan Chenxiang's appearance in the Imperial City, and directly opened the door of Mo Yang's room.

"he came!"

She stood at the door of the room and watched Mo Yang say a few words.

"I know!" Mo Yang said calmly and calmly.

"Fighting is prohibited in the Imperial City. Even if he takes action, someone will stop him!" Mo Yang continued to say this, not caring about the matter.

The Imperial City has the rules of the Imperial City, and this has been the case here for thousands of years. Although Duan Chenxiang has an extraordinary status and is backed by the terrifyingly powerful Duan family, he must not dare to take action directly.

Because in the rumors about the Imperial City, there are many strong people who have been here, but after entering this city, they must behave themselves and not dare to cross the line.

Of course, it is not that no one has challenged the majesty of the Imperial City. It seems that a powerful sect sent a great sage to deliberately test here decades ago.

As a result, the mysterious strongman dormant in the city took action. With just one blow, the great sage died immediately.

Since then, the entire Imperial City has been peaceful to this day, and no one dares to cause trouble in the city!

Hearing what Mo Yang said, the Taoist saint didn't say much, she looked at Mo Yang silently, then closed the door and left.

As Duan Chenxiang is an extremely gifted genius among the younger generation, his arrival in the Imperial City has naturally caused quite a stir, because many cultivators have been speculating that he is likely to become the number one among the younger generation. A genius who has broken through to the Great Saint Realm.

There are too many forces who want to make friends with this proud man who has reached the pinnacle of the Great Saint Realm at a young age. His extraordinary talent has attracted the favor of many powerful people, because everyone knows that his future achievements are completely unpredictable.

With his cultivation speed and talent, perhaps he will shine in the entire wilderness in the near future.

However, this person actually suffered a huge loss in the battle with Mo Yang in Suolong City not long ago.

Mo Yang just came to the Imperial City a few days ago, and now Duan Chenxiang has also arrived. Naturally, many cultivators in the city are talking about it, and many eyes are following Duan Chenxiang's every move.

However, Duan Chenxiang, like Mo Yang, checked into the inn after arriving at the Imperial City, and then there was no movement.

Seeing that Duan Chenxiang did not move at all, many cultivators were confused, and there were many discussions and speculations in the city.

"I thought Duan Chenxiang would go directly to Mo Yang to fight. He has been in the Imperial City for two days, but there is no movement at all..."

"Brother, you are overthinking, and you don't even look at where this place is. In the Imperial City, let alone a junior from the Duan family, even an old antique from the Duan family has to weigh it carefully."

"Yes, if you dare to take action in the Imperial City, you are undoubtedly seeking death. No one knows the rules of the Imperial City... And I heard that Mo Yang is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. He showed up inexplicably and caused several disturbances one after another. They If the two of them fight, Duan Chenxiang may not be able to take advantage!"

…

Mo Yang left the inn after using the Hua Zijuan and heard many people talking about Duan Chenxiang in a teahouse.

After drinking a few cups of tea in the teahouse, he got up and left without saying anything and no one noticed him.

During this period of time, he has been studying the incomplete unknown sword formula. Although the sword formula is incomplete and too mysterious, after several days of studying it, he has already understood it.

It's just that the power he can use now is too little, and no matter how powerful the technique is, he can't exert its true power.

…

That night, Mo Yang continued to sit cross-legged and meditate on the incomplete sword technique. Although he tried his best to control it, the murderous aura was still hidden.

Mo Yang hurriedly finished the exercise, and then spread out his spiritual thoughts to sense carefully. Fortunately, there was no abnormality in the dispersed spiritual thoughts, and no cultivator seemed to notice it.

However, in a corner of the Imperial City, a seemingly ordinary old man suddenly raised his head, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Night enveloped the earth, and the imperial city was silent. Outside the inn where Mo Yang lived, a black shadow emerged silently like a ghost.

Although the moonlight was hazy, the place where the black shadow stood was like absolute darkness. Mo Yang spread his mind and swept across it, but he didn't sense anything abnormal at all.

"What is the origin of such a mysterious junior..."

The night wind blew by, and an inaudible sound came from where the black shadow stood, and then the black shadow gradually dispersed.

In an attic of the Imperial City, two old men with white beards and hair sat opposite each other. They each raised their glasses and took a sip. Then one of them stroked his beard and said, "Old monster, what do you think?"

The old man known as the old monster held a wine glass in one hand and silently stared at the night sky. After being silent for a long time, he said, "What are you looking at?"

"What do you think of this little guy who came to the Imperial City not long ago?"

"The genius of the Duan family, with cultivation at the pinnacle of the Great Sage Realm, his future achievements will be limitless!" the old monster responded.

The old man opposite gave a wry smile, shook his head and said, "You know it's not him I'm asking about!"

A strange look appeared on the wrinkled face of the old monster. Then he looked down at the wine glass in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he said, "There are some unusual ways!"

"You mean his cultivation level?" asked the old man opposite.

The old monster shook his head, then nodded again, and said: "The cultivation level is also very weird. I can't tell you. When I first saw him, I always felt that he was covered with a veil. Maybe the opinions from the outside world are good, and it is really possible. He’s from the Tiandao Sect!”

"You also know that I don't like to pay attention to these, and I have no interest in investigating!"

After saying these two sentences, the old monster said nothing more. He filled himself up with wine, then raised his glass and drank it all.

"What if the two of them take action?" the old man on the opposite side continued to ask.

"The Imperial City has its own rules, and no one can break them!"

The old monster said this, then stood up unsteadily, glanced around the imperial city, and then said: "But if they do it, it might be interesting. I also want to see what the ancient chessboard is."

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Naturally, Mo Yang knew nothing about all this. He sat cross-legged in the inn silently. After silently sensing for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, then closed his eyes and continued to adjust his breath.

In fact, this is what Mo Yang is most worried about. When Duan Chenxiang arrives, Mo Yang is not worried about anything. He least wants to be noticed by the strong men dormant in the city.

But there was one thing he didn't know at all. When he stepped into the Imperial City a few days ago, even if he deliberately restrained his aura, there were several eyes on him in the Imperial City.