Ancient Gods

Looking at the Eye of the Star Domain in front of him, Mo Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"Is this the so-called cause and effect? ​​I was hit by the fatal sacrificial curse here a few months ago, and finally came back here after a lot of twists and turns, looking for a chance to survive..."

Although Mo Yang had a direction in his mind at this time, everything was still unknown.

Mo Yang didn't know whether he could break the seal left by the star master. After breaking the seal, whether he could rely on those marks to dissolve the fatal sacrificial curse, Mo Yang didn't know.

But now, he has tried all other ways he can try, and he has no other choice.

He can only make a last ditch effort. If he is still powerless to turn the tide, even if he is unwilling in his heart, he can only accept his fate!

"I still have to hurry up. Most of the life force in my body has been lost, and my realm has fallen too much. I don't know how long I can hold on..." Mo Yang sighed, and then set off towards the central area of ​​the Eye of the Star Domain.

What the Saint Clan woman said was right. This sacrificial spell would slowly take away everything from him, because he already felt that his six senses were not as sharp as before, and his five senses seemed to be greatly affected.

Mo Yang did not dare to imagine what he would become if the curse was finally worn out.

He would most likely become a walking corpse without five senses and six senses...

In order to save time, Mo Yang opened the teleportation array again and went directly to the most central area of ​​the Eye of the Star Domain.

After he left, the Saint Clan woman emerged silently not far behind him. She followed him. Apart from other things, she would definitely follow him just based on the cause and effect between Mo Yang and the Saint Clan.

But she did not step into the Eye of the Star Domain immediately. In her clear and bright eyes, divine light flowed and holy light floated. She stared at the central area of ​​the Eye of the Star Domain for a few breaths, and then turned around and left silently.

Deep in the Eye of the Star Domain, Mo Yang walked out of the teleportation portal slowly, and then walked through the battlefield where he had fought with the King-level Heavenly Spirit. At that time, he was fighting bloody and felt nothing, but now looking at this devastated land, even he felt a little unreal.

Some people couldn't believe that this battlefield was left by a battle between him and a powerful enemy...

The huge sword marks crisscrossed and deeply engraved on this land. The marks left by various weapons looked extremely amazing.

Mo Yang stopped for a moment, sighed softly, and then continued to go deeper. When he arrived at the center of the Eye of the Star Domain, he found a place and sat down cross-legged.

Then he closed his eyes and sat there motionlessly.

In the cracked dantian, Mo Yang sensed inch by inch, looking for the seal left by the star master, and carefully felt the breath of the seal.

In fact, this was not the first time he had sensed the seal. He had tried many times before, but he had never sensed anything. The imperial weapon Star Emperor Tower that had accompanied him for many years was also nowhere to be found. It was as if it was not in his body at all.

Time passed slowly, one day, two days...

The life force in Mo Yang's body was flowing faster and faster. The true qi and star source power deposited in his dantian were also flowing faster and faster, and they were directly dissipated from his body.

At this time, he was like a water tank with cracks all over the body. It could no longer hold water. Wherever there were cracks, water would continuously escape. No matter how much water there was in the water tank, it would completely flow away sooner or later.

The key was that those cracks were spreading and increasing.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and he was still sitting there motionless, like a sculpture that had experienced countless winds and rains.

During this half month, Mo Yang had been sensing the seal left by the Star Lord, but there was no trace of it at all.

He repeatedly practiced the Star Emperor Sutra to see if it could resonate with the Star Emperor Tower. He could sense even a wisp of breath or a slight fluctuation.

But half a month had passed, and he didn't know how many times he had practiced the Star Emperor Sutra, but he didn't get any response.

He sighed in his heart, thinking carefully, after all, it was a seal left by a star master, enough to isolate everything. If it weren't for the ordinary means and power blessing, it would be impossible to cause the Star Emperor Tower to sense it.

Half a month wasted in vain. The biggest crack in the dantian almost ran through the entire dantian, and many small cracks had spread together. The dantian was on the verge of collapse.

The true energy dissipated like water, and Mo Yang had no mind to feel how much of his cultivation was left.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his once waterfall-like black hair was now completely snow-white. The loss of life force made his eyes completely sunken, and his eyes were full of gray and turbidity, and no brilliance could be seen.

He looked down at his hands. They were no longer the same as before. They were now skin and bones, like two pieces of rotten wood. Their shriveled skin was like dry and cracked bark...

These were not the most terrible things. His five senses had declined, and his six senses seemed to be blinded.

However, during this period of time, his heart was as heavy as water. Even though he seemed to be in a completely desperate situation now, there was no fluctuation in his heart.

There was only a low sigh.

By now, he no longer had any fear in his heart. The most important things had been properly placed. He had already prepared to face death and thought about the worst outcome.

He just sat there staring blankly at the front for a day.

The next day, Mo Yang slowly got up and took out the Creation Furnace. He leaned over and stared at the Creation Fire that was burning slowly.

This is a wisp of Dao fire nurtured by heaven and earth, eternal and indestructible, and the most powerful thing on him at the moment.

Mo Yang sat for a day before, and finally thought of this ball of good fortune fire.

He raised his palm tremblingly and slowly grabbed the wisp of good fortune fire.

He was not afraid, but everything in his body was passing away quickly, and he felt that his movements were difficult to control as before.

When his palm touched the ball of good fortune fire, a warm feeling came, and half of his fingers were melted in the blink of an eye, but Mo Yang did not feel any pain, as if it was not his palm.

"Boom..."

Mo Yang's turbid eyes suddenly opened, and the remaining true energy in his dantian was mobilized and poured into his arm at a high speed, instantly wrapping his skinny palm, and then wrapped with the ball of good fortune fire was grabbed out.

The thick golden true qi was instantly melted away, and the remaining true qi in the body was continuously extracted by Mo Yang, but the speed of melting was too fast, so Mo Yang hurriedly extracted the star source power.

Although a lot of star source power had also disappeared, there was still a lot in the pool. At this time, the eternal fire was wrapped by the star source power and true qi. Although it was melted very quickly, the extracted one could barely maintain it.

Then Mo Yang slowly took it into his body!

You must know that this ball of fire nurtured by heaven and earth, even the king-level heavenly spirit is afraid and unwilling to touch it, but at this time, Mo Yang actually wants to take it into his body.