Ancient Gods

This was the last resort that Mo Yang could think of, and he was risking his life for the last time.

If it succeeded, perhaps, everything would turn around. If it failed, not to mention the sacrificial spell, this ball of good fortune fire alone would burn him to ashes.

Wrapped in the endless stream of star source power and true energy, the eternal fire slowly entered Mo Yang's body, moving along the meridians in his body towards the dantian.

Before, after sitting for half a month, there was no trace of the seal left by the star master, let alone breaking it.

In Mo Yang's current state, with his remaining cultivation, it is impossible to break the seal left by an emperor-level strongman.

He thought for a long time and placed all his hopes on this ball of fire. While his consciousness has not been taken away, while he still has some strength...

If the fire of good fortune can make the seal left by the star master emerge, it may also be able to burn it, and everything still has a chance.

However, taking the Fire of Creation into the body is an extremely dangerous process. If he is not careful, he will die before the fire is transferred to the dantian.

Even though Mo Yang's five senses are almost gone, and he can't feel the pain even when his fingers were melted before, the fire was wrapped by the power of the star source and moved in the meridians. The burning pain was still madly attacking his consciousness.

At this time, Mo Yang felt that his soul was like being ignited. The pain was not only from the meridians, but also from every inch of his limbs and flesh.

His snow-white eyebrows were tightly frowned, but he didn't say a word. In his turbid eyes, a fierce look appeared at this time.

Life and death, all at this gamble.

"Boom..."

The moment the fire of creation was transferred to the dantian, Mo Yang's body trembled suddenly. This body, which was originally as withered as rotten wood, seemed to be directly shattered at this time.

The cracks were all over the Dantian, which was already on the verge of breaking. The cracks were rapidly expanding and spreading, and suddenly accelerated several times.

As the cracks continued to spread and open, countless tiny cracks emerged, and the true energy in his Dantian began to escape from his body crazily, even the power of the star source.

Mo Yang's skinny face showed an unspeakable pain, but he still didn't make any roars.

The fire of creation was still burning slowly. If you look closely, the flames were filled with wisps of mysterious Dao marks, each of which seemed to contain endless power of heaven and earth. I'm afraid that every wisp of it could melt everything.

As the power of the star source and the true energy crazily escaped from the shattered Dantian, Mo Yang couldn't even control it. The power that wrapped the fire of creation could no longer be maintained, and this Dao fire was completely exposed in his Dantian.

"Crack..."

Mo Yang could even hear the sound of cracking in his Dantian. In just a few breaths, the entire Dantian was covered with cracks, and then it collapsed.

At this moment, a breath of death instantly swallowed Mo Yang. His body froze. The so-called five senses and six consciousnesses seemed to be completely lost at this moment. He only felt that the eyes had become completely dark, and even his soul seemed to have left this body in an instant.

There was a dead silence between the world, only endless darkness, and Mo Yang's mouth slowly raised...

Did he fail in the end...

Even if he directly used the fire of creation to melt the Dantian directly, and fought to the death in the end, the seal left by the star master still did not appear.

But falling early seems to be a good thing. Everything is finally relieved, and he can finally let it go. At least he doesn't have to endure the torture of the sacrificial curse...

However, in the endless darkness, a ray of light appeared at this time, and then the light was rapidly enlarged.

It was a wisp of Dao traces floating and interweaving, slowly condensing into a seal.

"Boom..."

The dazzling divine light suddenly burst out from the seal, and the dark world was instantly illuminated.

Mo Yang's consciousness seemed to be frozen. He couldn't tell whether it was an illusion at the moment of his death or a real thing, because in front of the huge seal where the divine light was flowing, there was actually a huge ball of light, and the light ball was still jumping.

Mo Yang stared at it and found that it was actually a huge ball of fire, burning fiercely. The terrifying burning sensation came to his face in an instant, as if it could burn everything in the world.

"Is this the fire of creation..."

Mo Yang couldn't believe it. Is this really an illusion, or...

It was obviously just a wisp of fire of creation, but at this moment, the flame was so huge that it was hard to describe. The terrifying heat wave filled this space, making this space tremble constantly, as if it would collapse and destroy at any time. Mo Yang really felt the terrible burning sensation.

Moreover, the huge fireball seemed to be burning more and more vigorously, and the jumping flames seemed to be rolling up this space. If you look closely, you can see that it is the endless Dao patterns floating, which have entangled most of the seal.

Mo Yang couldn't tell the truth at this time, and didn't know how long this would last.

"Boom..."

I don't know how long it took, but this space suddenly trembled, and then there was a sound of breaking. The sound was very empty and crisp, like porcelain falling to the ground and breaking in an empty room.

In front of the flame, on the seal covered by the divine light, the flowing Dao marks seemed to break one after another, and the sound was crisp and amazing.

Mo Yang didn't know his current situation, but everything in front of him shocked him.

As the sound from the seal became more and more dense, countless traces collapsed, and the divine light on the seal also slowly dimmed.

Finally, with a dull bang, the seal suddenly collapsed, and all the divine light suddenly dissipated, leaving only the huge fireball burning in front of him.

Then, at the end of the darkness, a breath flowed, and a huge nine-story stone tower broke into Mo Yang's sight, as if it fell from the sky, directly covering the fireball...

Then, the eyes fell into darkness in an instant.

An indescribable tingling sensation slowly awakened Mo Yang's consciousness. He tried his best to open his eyes, and what he saw was still the central area of ​​the Eye of the Star Domain.

And he was still the one on the verge of death, but there seemed to be an extra rhythm in his dantian...

His consciousness trembled suddenly. Could everything that happened just now be real?

At the same time, in an unknown layer of the star field, in a misty palace, a sitting figure suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be thousands of Dao marks floating around. He was surrounded by divine light, and his true appearance could not be seen clearly.

After a moment, a voice came from his mouth: "The seal is broken!"

The next moment, his figure instantly disappeared in the palace.