Ancient Gods

There was no news at all in the cultivation world about Mo Yang breaking through the ancient mist and leveling the Taixu Mountain. Although there were still many prodigies from the ancient races and ancient lands operating on the Xuantian Continent, no one mentioned this matter. .

Of course, if this matter were to spread, it would shock the entire Xuantian Continent, but now no one in the human race knows about it.

As for these things, Mo Yang didn't take them to heart at all, and he didn't think much about them. For him, it was only a matter of time before he conquered Taixu Mountain, so it didn't matter if he was earlier or later.

He went south alone and entered the wild ancient land.

It was also because of stepping into that fog that Mo Yang felt more and more pressed for time, and the sense of crisis hanging over his head became stronger.

In Taixu Mountain, there were dozens of strong people in the Creation Realm who gathered at that time. Almost all of them wanted to attack him. There is no doubt that these strong people are likely to become his strong enemies in the future.

Although the number of powerful royals who appeared that day was large, they must be only a small part of the many ancient races in ancient lands. Even if he has practiced hard till now, with the blessing of many opportunities, his cultivation level is only in the realm of immortality.

There is still an extremely long way to go before we reach the realm of creation.

After entering the wild ancient land, Mo Yang headed straight towards the central area. The deeper he went into the wild ancient land, the stronger the ferocious beasts would become. Mo Yang's trip was just to hone the few remaining skills in his body. Soul power, he wants to squeeze his own potential to the greatest extent.

Time passes silently, one month, two months...

As before, there were no disturbances on the Xuantian Continent, and it seemed to be very peaceful. However, some human race geniuses also vaguely discovered that the ancient race geniuses who were active on the Xuantian Continent seemed to be much more low-key than before. Although He still appears in various places, but rarely conflicts with the human race.

For Mo Yang, the longer it takes to regain peace, the better it is for him. As long as he is given enough time to practice, Mo Yang also believes that one day, he can walk around the land at will like the unknown strong man he once was. In the mist, any ancient race can descend to the ancient land at will.

Now that the two children are too young, Mo Yang wants to stay on the Xuantian Continent for a few more years. When the time is right in the future, he plans to send the two little guys to the wilderness to hone their skills.

Of course, this is just the plan in Mo Yang's mind, and he also knows very well that many times changes will catch people off guard and make it difficult to prevent them.

And all he can do now is to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, so that he can have more power to protect his relatives and friends in the future changes in the situation.

Because he has mastered the teleportation array, although Mo Yang is honing his skills in the wild ancient land, he is also secretly paying attention to the movements of the outside world.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed. During these six months, except for the occasional disputes between the geniuses of the human race, there have been no major disturbances on the Xuantian Continent.

Yaochi Holy Land directly closed the mountain gate and cut off contact with the cultivation world. They obviously did this to give the little guy a quiet environment to grow up and to avoid certain troubles.

The four-legged dragon and the silver-haired woman have been practicing in the Star Emperor Tower, and only Er Gouzi has come out.

Ergouzi actually made a breakthrough in his cultivation after he came out of seclusion. After discovering that Mo Yang's cultivation fell to the early stage of the Great Sage Realm, he was not surprised at all. He was still shouting about competing with Mo Yang all day long. In the end, even with this Shi Moyang's cultivation was far inferior to it, but it couldn't withstand a few moves and was defeated miserably.

"Damn boy, are you a pervert? You are only at the first level of the Great Saint Realm. My uncle's cultivation is so much higher than yours, but he still can't beat you?" Ergouzi was extremely depressed.

After several consecutive defeats, it ran away early when it saw Mo Yang, as if it saw the god of plague.

"Boy, how did you understand the Dao of Space? Hurry up and teach me some experience. The Dao of Space is known as one of the most mysterious avenues among many. If I understand it, my combat power will at least leap to a great realm!"

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi silently and said: "To understand the Tao, you must use your heart and carefully feel every energy flow in the world. Everyone's path is different, and the Tao that they can understand is also different. Everything in the world is Tao, and whatever you want is the Tao. Enlightenment is the way to achieve enlightenment!”

Er Gouzi was speechless. He looked at Mo Yang sideways and said, "Boy, when did you become bald? You have to say that the uncle feels uncomfortable when he hears these remarks."

Then it looked at Mo Yang carefully, and asked suspiciously: "Boy, you have been training here for half a year, fighting with so many ferocious beasts, and your cultivation has not improved at all?"

Mo Yang just smiled and didn't say anything. If we want to talk about growth, there must be growth. But every time he feels that his soul power has grown, it will be pulled out by Mo Yang, so his cultivation has always stayed at the Great Saint Realm. At the first level, half a year has passed and there has been no progress at all.

Ergouzi wandered around the wild ancient land for a while, searched for some medicinal materials, and then entered the Star Emperor Tower for retreat.

On this day, Mo Yang stood on a green mountain. He looked up at the endless sky, his black hair dancing in the wind. At this time, he whispered: "Come on!"

As the words fell, a mark in his dantian slowly collapsed...

This is the heavenly seal in his dantian. He has not touched it for a long time, because the heavenly seal rushed away, and the thunder and punishment caused became more and more terrible every time.

He originally planned to wait until he hit the Creation Realm in the future to open this seal, but he couldn't wait any longer.

As the mark in the Dantian collapsed, the originally cloudless sky suddenly changed, and dark clouds rolled in. The deep sky became gloomy in just a few breaths, and a dull and oppressive atmosphere poured down from the deep sky.

Mo Yang wanted to use this thunder tribulation to cleanse his body, and he recently had a bold idea that he wanted to use the thunder to temper his soul.

If other cultivators knew about Mo Yang's idea, they would probably scold Mo Yang as a madman, because it was okay to use the thunder to temper the body, but it was almost the same as suicide to use the thunder to temper the soul. Once the soul was completely dissipated in the thunder, Mo Yang would die.

Under the dim sky, accompanied by a flash of white light, the rumbling thunder shook the earth, and Mo Yang felt that this ancient land seemed to be shaking.

Everything was as he expected, but it was also beyond his expectations, because this thunder tribulation was even more terrifying than he expected. The dull breath alone made him feel a strong sense of suffocation.

"Boom..."

With a loud noise, the sky seemed to be torn apart in an instant, and a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, illuminating the dark sky and earth. A ray of lightning pierced through the dark clouds and fell down with a destructive force.